And they certainly wanted to get to know me. They knew my name, my age, and that was about all.“You married. Jack?” That from a small group of mor...e mature ladiesI replied, which brought the next question, “A girlfriend?”The one called Sheena spoke, “Gay?”“No.”Sheena again, “Oh, that’s good news, isn’t it, Melanie. A virgin?”The other ladies frowned at her and ‘tutted’ and one hissed, “Typical Sheena.”Sheena ignored them and asked, “Much experience?”“Sheena! Stop it.” A voice from the back of. "Oh, good. I don't think I could handle that." But you could handle the waitress?" Yeah."That was interesting. We spent most of the ride in silence and thought. As she dropped me off, I said, "You remember that hypnotist we talked about? Demetrius?" Yeah?" She gasped. "Is he one of you?!" That's how it seems." No wonder he's so popular. Even Sheldon seems to like him!"We laughed, and then looked at each other as we realized the implications.!Phoenix: Friday Midday!Once Brandy dropped me off at. I pulled back the bedding and we climbed in, I could feel your entire body next to me, the feeling of being somewhere I knew was right, the need to touch over took us and we touched and felt and kissed for a while, your hands wondered all over my body experiencing every little part of it, every little detail you took in, your hands caressed and fondled me and my lips kissed your chest, tasted your flesh, licked at your nipple and you in return kissed and teased mine, the feeling was so. I started to look more closely at my arms, whichlooked like twigs compared to the giant, flabby, hairy ape arms I usedto have. Everything was trim, with lean muscle. There were no bulkybiceps, no thick shoulders, nothing.Speaking of nothing... I looked down below my waist, to a pair of pink,boy-cut panties. Is this really what I slept in, I wondered, looking atthe outfit in the mirror. The shortness of the panties reallyaccentuated the length of my legs, which, like my face had perfectlysmooth.