I looked into Brad's face. He was so hot, and I cursed myself for thinking that. But it was true. The more time I spent in Stephanie's body, the more I knew that to be the case. But things were moving too fast. I still mostly felt like a guy, and the idea of having sex with another guy (especially this one) made me feel very uneasy. (Kissing him was one thing, sex was totally something else.)
So, I only had one answer for him. "Maybe later."
His smile disappeared when his satisfaction wasn't met, but then it reappeared again. "That's okay. We'll just do it tonight. It'll be something to look forward to."
I was about to say that I meant later than that, but then I decided against it. If I pushed Brad too hard, he might push back. I had enough experience with bullies to know when to stop. I didn't really believe that Brad would do that to his own girlfriend, but I didn't want to take the chance.
Then I began to wonder what would happen to me after he found out I wasn't really Stephanie. I knew that eventually I'd slip up and he'd know. What then?
Why did I even masquerade as Stephanie in the first place?
