I opened a crypt and threw out the bones. I thought the dead friar wouldn't need it now. I lay in the must crypt and pulled the cover over me. I thoug...ht, "I wonder if there is where they get their myths about us," as I fell in a deep sleep.I felt the coolness of the night air as I awoke. Something was different, yet familiar, I felt hair on my face, something I had not had for over a century. I felt down to my genitals and noticed my pussy was now a small penis. I was like a young man again, so. Before I asked, I had to seewhat kind of mood they were in. I gave Granny a kiss on the cheek andthen sat down on a barstool to eat a brownie from the ones she broughtback from the senior center.She stroked my hair and kissed the top of my head. "You've got yourmomma's hair. Forsythe red, your daddy always called it."Granny hardly ever talked about my parents so I was intrigued. "I knewMomma had red hair from the picture I've got. Did anyone else?" Yes, I believe your daddy told me all the. I could feel his bulge poking my ass through the layers of material. I pretended not to notice. His hand started slowly massaging my abdomen. Then his lips were leaving soft kisses along my neck. A small moan escaped me. I couldnt help it, it felt good and hed been so nice. The promise I made my husband entered my mind. I turned my face toward him to object his advances, but was interrupted with a sensuous kiss. I opened my lips slightly, allowing his tongue room to explore. I was so caught up. He went over the schedule of events for the morning practice while I had a quick look for Vicky. I found her sitting in the seats about half way up at the centre line. She was reading a textbook and looking up once and a while to see the action.We broke up into forwards and defence again and ran passing and skating drills while Frank gave us instructions and suggestions for improving aspects of each of our games.After that we paired up against two forwards and defended against them. This time.