After about three months, my nipples were so sensitive I could hardly concentrate at work. Then my sweet wife, Leslie bought me special undershirts th...at pushed my nipples in, because without them, my excited nipples would push out visibly through my dress shirt. As I noticed more and more changes to my body; like not only were my nipples growing, so were my breasts and ass. Maybe the worst thing was my little dick was getting even smaller, almost vanishing along with body hair. Leslie was so. ” She smiled like she knew something I didn’t.“Okay, we just need to figure out who is who at the house,” I said. I believed that B30428 was the son which left 8F031A and 384B0DE to figure out. I typed in the command line:384B0DE;call the Michaels’ residence to say hiThat dot moved from the living room and then paused. A moment later, our phone rang. June jumped and gasped in astonishment. Dusk beamed. Kimmie bounded from the couch to our house line and snagged up the phone off the cradle.. “Seriously,” I looked at him levelly. “You haven’t answered your phone all day. I thought you’d run away.”“What, from you?”“Yes.” I snapped. “Especially after last night.”His eyes flicked away.“Yeah. Sorry. About that. I was – being stupid. No, actually, I went and got my job back.”I frowned, mollified. “How’d you manage that?”“Easy,” He shrugged. “I grovelled. It hurt but, what the fuck. I needed it. And then I hinted that the hotel across the road had a place for me. Turns out, my boss. He licked hislips and I felt the balls of sweat dripping from his forehead bounce offmy chest."Hey boy, you looking for some action?" he asked, his voice toned withthe smoothness of a fine Russian vodka.I moved my knee between his legs and began rubbing with my upper leg. Thefriction softened his hard profile but had the opposite effect on thecontents of his trunks as he pulled me up to kiss me.Kissing men is not something I relish, but detective work is a dirtybusiness, and this wasn't even.