I won't give their full names even though they are dead now. The invitation was to Cherie and me while we were on a luxury yacht and five other young ...men were taking turns to screw us. At that time I had no idea where Lake Nyasa was and Pierre just said, "It's in the middle of Africa." Sounds like fun, I've never been to Africa but I've had a few black men." That shocked Cherie but she agreed to go as well. Three weeks later four of us flew to Lilongwe and hired a car and drove to Senga a small. She was that buffed out. Her light brown hair, like her ensemble, was put together perfectly. For some crazy reason I wondered if she got up in the morning looking like that, or if it took her an hour to get herself together. What was together was her lovely, compact, figure.Not knowing her intentions I waited for her speak first."Good evening Kevin. My name is Catherine O'Malley, and I am a Special Agent in Judge Jones' group. I hope you had a nice visit with the Judge. He certainly seemed to. In this tragi-comic adventure Debra ends up living out some kinky fantasies inside a women's prison with an unlikely lover in a dangerous place. Critiques and comments welcomed by the author.Debra was the love of my life. Even though we had been partners for over ten years she still fascinated me. It wasn't that she was ravishingly beautiful or anything else purely physical. It was her mind, her bubbling personality, and her wonderful imagination that captivated me and kept me pathetically. I left the bathroom and I went home to change clothes. When I got home I noticed there was nobody home and thank god the house was empty cause I didn't want to explain to mom how I became a girl. I went to my room and put on clothing that fit my new physique and then I went out for the night.Somehow I managed to stay out all night and I returned home about 5 in the morning to feel that tingly feeling return and in about 30 minutes I was back to myself again, knowing that I would be changing.