Hethen remembered that Mr. Johnson wanted his suit picked up before hewent home for the day. He headed for the company garage and took his cardown tow...n to the cleaners."I'm picking up a suit for a Mr. Johnson," Chris said as he showed hisID to prove he worked for the same company."Ah, yes." The cleaner said as he brought the suit and a lap topcomputer. "I have an e-mail attachment for you to read." Thanks," Chris said as he opened the attachment and had his eyes glazeover. He stared in a dazed. Why did he always have to say something he wondered?His deep voice seemed to dampen all other sound in the room because it suddenly became dead quiet. Three sets of wide eyes swiveled towards him and stared. As if on cue three voices asked in unison, "Really?" Well, it was just something I read in one of my nephews Sex Ed books," Bill muttered self consciously with all the eyes on him. He fervently hoped they wouldn't ask him what he was doing reading 9th graders Sex Ed books.Jimmy took. His pants and shirt melted to nothing revealing his developing form thestriped stockings ending at his thighs created a thick lucious look whilehis penis valiantly pushed outward past the elastic wasteband of the thongthat had at merely fifteen minutes ago been his boxers, he could feel hisface shifting as he lost focus for that single moment, he moaned out atthe feeling of his face tingling and reforming into a soft delicatness,another moan escaped his lips as they plumped outward 'aren't. The Plan for tonight was a few drinks here, dinner at a steak house and then maybe a nightclub or strip bar depending on what the guys wanted to do. As I entered the bar i saw that they were not there, I guessed the guys were on their way down and Reena might be in the loo. I ordered a beer and sat down with a newspaper. Ten minutes passed and still no sign of Reena or the guys. I tried to call Reena on the mobile but it just rung out and went to voicemail.Thinking nothing of it I went to the.