He felt a gnashing of bone as his body shrank and reformed. His hips flared, waist narrowed. His movements became more fluid. Even his skin changed fr...m a pasty white to a creamy shade of olive.Despite the many changes and the confusion swirling about his brain, Davy continued toward the Mexican camp. Suddenly, he doubled over in pain as he felt a sharp tug in his groin. A gust of cold wind lifted the cap from his head and blew it beyond reach into the dark prairie. Still he moved forward,. The sensuality of the material, causing him to break into a sweat. Caressing his body he felt, exhilarated. The thigh highs, panties, and dress, all elevating his arousal to a height he had never thought possible. Heart pounding and his mouth dry he lay face forward across the foot of the bed. His legs spread slightly and knees against the foot board. In the mirror his backside turned up he looked every much a woman. Hiking the dress up around his hips baring his ass he began to rock slightly.. . I’ll do just that ... when I get used to being out there in the boat with you.”I asked Daddy if he’d open up tomorrow morning so Jeannie and I could go fishing and start getting a feel for the big lake.He grinned and told me to go ahead. He said he’d open the store each morning before the lake opened so Jeannie and I could fish, to have some good advice for the fishermen who would soon be flocking to our place.When the store was closed and locked up for the night, I went straight upstairs and. I paused, annoyed. The broom wasn’t there. There was supposed to be a broom. I had until that moment believed that my system was perfect. I had been mistaken. The broom was a variable, not a constant. There were factors I had failed to take into account. Fortunately, the system was full of redundancies, and taking a nap even without the broom still fell well in acceptable parameters. The likelihood of someone entering the art room was slim; the odds of someone coming into the art closet were.
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