Bertie pulled himself up onto the steps of the Pullman Saloon. Clegg followed him on board. ;Morning, Sandy,; Clegg called cheerily. ;Good morning Mr C,; the Comtesse returned. ;Let me introduce your new investor Miss Agnes Crystal, eminent novelist allow me to present Mr Frederick Clegg, eminent well Freddie, how would you describe yourself?; ;Lecher, if the last days

The next day we all were kind of tired but still excited that we had done so well at contest. In the morning announcements the principal congratulated us on our fine performance at the contest. For the most part the day absolutely flew by, and before I knew it I was riding the bus home with Amy. When we got to her stop she told me, "First person to the door chooses what we do!" and she took off. To my credit I made it only a half second after her, but I still lost ; even if it wasnt fair! grumble We got inside and I asked, "So what are we doing today?" "Come upstairs

It had been a late night and it was after midday when I stumbled out of my bedroom in my dressing gown. I yawned and rubbed my sleepy eyes as I plodded into the kitchen. Jools was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and a newspaper. "Afternoon sleepyhead," she said cheerily. "Ungh yeah," I said. Or something to that effect. She set her paper down.

On Friday morning, we did one practice run through our set and it was sounding pretty good. We decided to leave it there. "Now guys," I joked, "I want you all to make more effort in selecting your stage outfits and make sure you are comfortable with your look, OK?" The looks I got from the four of them indicated that they had little intention of doing any such thing.

Now the crisis was at an end, Jake pawed at the bathroom door and whined. Daley knocked on it and, when it opened, Jake pushed his way in ahead of Daley who beckoned for me to go in with him. Safety in numbers, I guessed. Billy was towelling his hair dry, his hips still covered by the first towel. This was the first time I took a real good at him, and what I saw took my breath away.

Anthony was happy, of that I was sure. But his happiness was nothing compared to mine. If I had my way, he and I would spend the rest of our lives here. In this room. In this bed. Feeling pressure in my bladder, I was forced to disengage from my place inside his body. When I withdrew, he turned his head and looked at me with a pleading look. "Anthony, babe, I really need to go take a piss." "Well, I do too, but..." I cut him off with a finger to his lips.

He had spiked blond hair. He wore glasses. I would say he was about or . He was thin...not too thin though. I think he stands about or , somewhere in there. His skin was fair. He wears khakis and stuff like that. I see him all the time when I go for coffee. I admit to almost drooling over him. One occasion I did actually hear his name in a convo he was having...Brett. I would go home and stroke to images of him.

I lay there trying to figure how to cope with this new body. Then I realized that the throb I was feeling was a full bladder. I pulled the sheet down and saw that someone had dressed me in a cami and shorts that were a little tight. Before the accident, I probably wouldve given myself a hard on. I guess that Logan had been keeping an eye on me from outside, because he came in and said, "where do you think youre going"? I said "to the bathroom", and got up.

The Birthday Paul and Bob started planning a party for Bobs th birthday. They were being very secretive about their plans, and when I would ask, they just said they would take care of everything. They were both as loving to me as ever, but I couldnt help being a little apprehensive, as they would smile at each other sharing a secrete. They did tell me they were going all out and I would have to wear a new suit and tie.

This letter is to introduce Karen who has been to you for one or two Changeaways in the past, so she knows what to expect! The reason for this letter, from an under-standing wife, is to give her a special birthday surprise ; and it needs your help. So, please do your best ; and enjoy the challenge! She knows nothing of the content of this letter but has promised to go along with anything you have been asked to do;; or can think of as extra!!! We are planning a quiet "night in" for her birthday and, as her wife, it;s up to me to make it special! You can make it so. The first surprise you can save until the end of a normal Changeaway that she