I must have slept for quite some time before coming around enough to sense that a pair of eyes was staring at me. It took a few extra moments before ...it registered, and sure enough, I looked across the room and there sat Scott on my vanity chair, wearing a t-shirt and shorts, just mesmerized by the sight of me: dildo still snugly implanted between my legs, being held in place by my one hand, while my other hand clutched the pair of briefs that Scott 'didn't have time' to put on before he rushed. "Why are you doing this?" Denise asked confused by his reaction to her question."I saw a fat woman who is ready to change into a sexy woman that any man would kill to have for one night," Dale answered and then hung up the phone.Stunned, Denise stared at the handset. She put the handset down and wondered what was happening to her. The telephone rang and she answered it. Susan said, "Hello, Denise. I was calling to find out how you are doing. How are you doing?" I don't know how I'm doing,". But I now knew without any doubt whatsoever, this was something Jenny had been dreaming of, wanting…for a very, very long time. I felt better about this, elated in fact, running my hands over and around her gorgeous breasts, familiarizing myself with them, teasing and tapping her hard little nipples with my finger tips. But I was still troubled and worried too. Having now made peace, having now made this intimate connection with Jenny, I didn’t want this causing problems later on between her. And me, I was curious…I was fascinated with the male organ, and wanted to know more…We spent the hours when we reached home in the TV room, doing our homework and lessons. We both didn’t neglect our studies. After dinner, Grandma would be watching the news and some TV while we carried on studying then she would be going to bed never later than 21.00. We would continue studying for one hour or so to ensure that she was sound asleep…then we turned our studies to other things…the human anatomy!We.