Trish ran into her room and closed the door. She was buzzing with excitement. She hadn't been this happy about a date since yesterday. Trish stood in front of the mirror and frowned. She had fun watching Jamie in her tiny bathing suit at swim practice today, but it wasn't until the other guys had tried to talk to Jamie that she realized she was jealous! She pictured Jaime in her little bikini that Trish had bought for her. It was tiniest one that was still "legal". She had told herself that it would be hilarious to watch James struggle with the male attention, but all she could think of was Jamie's awesome rack filling out those cups. He smooth stomach glistening as water cascading down her body.
Trish opened her eyes, but she didn't see herself. She same the petite bombshell from yesterday moaning beneath her. Trish hadn't been able to contain herself, but tonight would be different. Her parents were away. She had the house to herself. This time would be perfect. Trish's heart was beating so fast she could count her pulse. She hadn't been experienced enough as a man that was the problem. She picked up the shirt from yesterday and touched the medallion to it. She felt the tingle ripple through her body like before, but this time she held the shirt wrapped around the medallion and her hand around both of them. The longer she held on the more like Dwayne she would become, the more confident and the better able to control himself. A half hour should do it. She didn't want to take things too far.
