:: Emily Gone <><><><><><><><>When you get back to your room, you take off your clothes and examine yourself. <><>Hmm, you think, you might already look more masculine than the last time you checked. You wouldn't have expected it to work so soon, but maybe it is working.<><><><><><><><>Hmm, you think, you might already look more masculine than the last time you checked. You wouldn't have expected it to work so soon, but maybe it is working.<> You put your clothes back on. <>[[You]] sit down at your desk to do your homework. <>No sooner have you settled down than the phone rings. "Hello?" you say. "Parker? This is Sean. I'm going to pick you up in your driveway in two hours. Don't eat anything; we're going out to dinner. Oh, and dress sexy." He hangs up before you have a chance to respond. You return to your homework, considering the call.<><> Uh-oh, you think. You seem to have more than one date tonight.<><><>No sooner have you settled down than the phone rings. "Hello?" you say. "Parker?" you hear the person on the other end say. It's definitely Rachel. "Yes?" you respond. "Hey, you lucky little rugmuncher; you get to be my booty call tonight. I'm going to pick you up in your driveway in two hours. I hope you've kept your tongue in shape; it's going to get a lot of work tonight. By the way, I want you to get your ears and nipples pierced before I pick you up. I know the Andersons have someone who can do that for you. I'm also going to want you to get your tongue <>and clit <>pierced, but that can wait until later." She hangs up without letting you respond. You return to your homework, considering the call.<><> Uh-oh, you think. You seem to have more than one date tonight.<><><><> [[Do your homework.]]