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Her questions became far more detailed, and the Q&A session started to sound more like a game of "Have you ever...?" Then she asked if we could thumb through the photos together.Although still somewhat embarrassed by what had transpired, the wine had taken root, and with the feeling of a liberated man that had just bared his soul, I went to retrieve my laptop to share the most intimate photos of my life with the woman I would be marrying in several months.We browsed the pics in slideshow format with her pausing occasionally to take a longer or closer look. Many of the photos were me naked or semi-naked in various poses and states of arousal. And there were several photographs of me engaged in sex with other men. In most instances, I was bottoming.The questions persisted, each one more probing (and the answer more revealing) than the last. We sat next to each other, still drinking and talking, when her hand went to her waistline, her finger running along the ridge of her low-rise. Wendel stood theremouth agape and they fluttered slightly, then opened. The grin turnedwolfish and Cassie stepped back."Cassidy, if you don't march yourself to the principles office thissecond you'll be sorry!" Mrs. Wendel said sternly, but her voice shookslightly. Her whole body was tingling.Cassie said nothing and just stared at her."Cassidy, this is my las-" Mrs. Wendel shivered slightly and blinked.She opened her eyes and felt really weird. She looked at Cassidy andthought she looked taller. Her hands felt really funny and she lookeddown at them. They were old hands, like her, but they looked youngerthan she remembered. Thinner too. Her knuckles looked like they wereswollen. Was sudden onset arthritis a thing?She felt the shoulder of her blouse sag suddenly and fall to her elbow.Her eyes went wide and she lifted it back up. Then she looked atCassidy again and gasped out loud. Cassidy was much taller, easilytowering over Mrs. Wendel by a foot or more. Mrs. Wendel glanced aroundand.
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