’ I pulled back, not quite sure what to say. I didn’t think she understood. I was telling her that it was a freak occurrence, that I hadn’t had ...lust for her until that very moment, and it was only my own weakness that had cause me to… No, she did get it, I realized. If I’d been weak, it was because I was giving into a desire that was already there. She was right. I had thought about her like that. It was a bit shocking to me to realize that, and as I continued to hold her in my embrace, a. I found this surprisingly satisfying; this voyeuristic way of 'participating!'Then again, there were other times where I would refrain from any and all masturbation until AFTER Duane was finished, and then I'd kneel on the bed between my wife's legs, and proceed to jack off on her tummy; knowing all the time as I prepared to ejaculate my seed, that Duane's was deep inside of her pussy---but that merely excited me even more, and as I came at last, my wife, Duane, and I, all three of us, would be. There would then be enough ofthe new bodies genes to fool the new body.At that point it was Katy- Bar-The-Door. People changed everything aboutthemselves, small white non-athletic men became other ethnicities and muchmore . Men became women, and vice versa, there were even people who hadengineered bodies with characteristics of each gender. Most of those werenot great successes, as the demand wasn't high enough to fund the researchinto keeping the engineered body from drifting toward one or. " I said, almost convincingly.As I returned to turning the ribs, I mused that playing out these fantasies in real life was a bit more complicated than I was able to pretend when they were just fantasies. And there was still the hanging mystery of just how far Jody had gone on her date with George. Why did she not tell me more? Why hadn't George mentioned parking by the lake?Perhaps they had not parked at all. Perhaps it was a fantasy she had made up to please me? Perhaps.We sat and savored my.