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He stood up and unbuttoned his vest slowly as she watched. His chest had just the right amount of hair, enough to tickle her nipples. His abdomen was well defined, and she thought to herself, she will have a six-pack tonight. He pulled the vest over each arm, letting it fall to the floor. He still had the cuffs, collar and tie on.Taking her hands, he placed one on his hip, the other along the zipper. She could feel him, he was hard, and he was larger than her ex-husband; the only man she has ever had intercourse with. He took the hand on his hip and placed her fingers in the waistband, took the other and did the same on the other side."Hold tight," he said, as he quickly backed away.Just like Magic Mike, he was wearing tear away pants! But he was commando! He kicked off his shoes and socks and approached her. She sat there mesmerized at how beautiful he was. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but something was holding her back. Was this too soon after meeting him? Oh hell, she. . ?Not what you expected, huh mom?" the professor slapped Greg onthe back and followed Kiara through the doorway.A look of shock still painted over Greg's--well, new--face while sheslowly cupped her aged bosom, thinking to herself, they do that? ?Shefollowed in last and found a pungent smell entered her nostrils, "UGHH,what smells like shit?" That would be shit," responded the professor."Oh Silvia, what did you do?" Kiara muttered, pinching her nose. ?The inhabitant of Silvia's body looked up and smiled, "I made poopy."She continued to grin while the other--in Tom's body--cried silently inthe corner."Gross... ?I can't stay here anymore," said Kiara, "And my body isn'there. ?Neither is Hannah or Jake." ?He looked back down at Silvia's body,"You're in big trouble little miss. ?That dress cost a lot," he lookedback to the professor and Greg behind him, "I helped her pick it out." HEY, I'm not a girl! ?Girls are gross and have cooties!" Silvia's bodyspat back as the trio left the.
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