.come I will show you..”She got up and offered her hand to me. I held her and got up, following her.Smita: “Straight there is the kitchen… here ...right is kids bedroom..and here is the master bedroom”I was still holding her hands. We walked into her master bedroom. There stood the mirror which I have seen on the steamy selfies she had sent me.Me: “Wow.. so this is your fav place..where you take those hot selfies”Smita: shy and smiling “Yes it is.” she stood again near the mirror posing.. pouting. You now have only a few weeks before you need to make the long drive back to your little redneck hometown. You know that with your two years of college, it will be easy to get the most glamorous fry-cook position in town.Second, your boyfriend just left you. One night, after you spent a long night studying, he called out of the blue to announce that he was leaving you to hook up with some Sorority girl who liked sharing. Not that he ever asked you to share, you think angrily. He merely assumed. Mark's transformationre-made him into exactly what he thought a woman should be."Charity was once my lab assistant. It was never my intention tochange poor David, but he was always an overly curious lad. Finally,his curiosity got the better of him; he decided to taste of theforbidden nectar. She still has the curiosity she had as David, onlyit's now funneled in other directions, as I'm sure you've alreadynoticed."Dawn, when she was my graduate advisor Winston, was an unimaginative and. I was about to lie down when I saw Bill’s wet swimming trunks on the deck and I realised he was on board, but where? I waved the wet trunks at Brian who appreciated the situation immediately and beckoned me back to where he was at the back of the boat, I joined him there and we both bent down to look down the steps into the cabin. Bill was lying on his back on the bench seat that had been our bed, with his feet toward us and Joan was kneeling astride his head and was bent down with her mouth.