Oh yes, I’m delving inside his boxers, the soft cotton brushing against my fingers. Where is it? Where’s my treasure, the tool to provide my horni...est pleasure?There it is, hard and a good size. I run the tip of a finger down his length, then I’m cupping his balls. They’re as smooth as paper, shaved and tidy. I like that. Fingers are deep inside me and I’m stroking his cock while he bites my lip. Suddenly, I’m being picked up and, instinctively, I’m wrapping my legs around his waist and clinging. "You heard me. The two of you are getting out and I'm going to lead them away. I told you that I was not going to let anything happen to you and I meant it." He whipped the HOV sharply around the corner of Eighth Street forcing Kit to slide into me, pressing me against the door of the vehicle. "Hi there," Kit said with a goofy smile. We were face-to-face and unable to move because of the centrifugal force of the turn."Get off of me," I shouted and tried to push him off of me. "Gary, slow down. My hair had turned a reddish brown and now flowed pastmy shoulders. I was slender and had breasts that were perfect to my nowcurvy body. My skin was smoother and I had far less body hair. My facewas still mine except feminine. My eyes seemed larger and had changedfrom green to a blue shade. My nose was smaller my lips were fuller and Ihad a gorgeous smile.I found my sister's bathrobe and put that on as I read the pamphlet onhow to measure myself. I found I was a C 36, size medium in panties and. Hannah had negotiated a good working arrangement with the IU Media Department and they were so pleased they wanted to hold a production camp at the ranch over the summer. Apparently, Hannah had become a regular guest speaker in Lonnie Phillips’s classes.The big news came a few days after Mother’s Day. Jennifer and Courtney had visited for the holiday, professing they had a lighter exam schedule than others and wouldn’t be missed if they didn’t attend commencement at IU. We couldn’t expect.