Maureen was in the living room. She was a plain girl with a round chubby face. The hair framing her face was black and was usually kept short, somewh...t tosseled. She was not much taller than he was. In a few years he might be taller than her. She wore a pale blue summer dress that gave just a teasing glimpse of her deep cleavage. Tommy went over to her and she put an arm around him. "Did you miss me?" she asked when his parents finally left. They watched the car pull out of the driveway and. As it had before, the process started right away... I felt myself lock into a paralyzed position as the tingles of electricity spasmed through my body. I could feel the now familiar swellings and withdrawals as my body rearranged itself into feminine perfection. When I felt myself come back to consciousness, the first thing I noticed was the water from the shower playing across my torso. Where before the only sensation I had felt was a slight pressure against the hair of my flat male chest, now. Some of it was quite ridiculous and we compared the deformed sculptures in one book with some of our friends and colleagues - the similarity was often quite remarkable. A few hours of wine, laughter and geek-talk about art on a couch she leaned her head on me and I put my arms around her. There was a spark. And then there was a kiss. We snogged for a bit and my hands wandered around her shoulders and massaged her neck. She moaned. After a good hour of knotting our tongues together and our hands. I came back to the first floor and started to look in the different rooms, still no one. I thought to myself maybe she was still sleeping. And as she had done before when she was home a slept late it was a norm for her mom to send me to her room and wake her. Without even thinking I went to her room and opened it up. I was not prepared for what I was going to see nor ever expected it.Before me in the corner of her room was her bed, I only had my head in the door and what I saw made my chin.
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