I wasn't sure whether to consider that a good thing or bad.While I was washing up, I couldn't help noticing some of the details ofmy new body, such as...the fact that the top of my head wasn't the onlyplace I had crimson colored hair. I didn't dwell on that though as Icontinued on and slowly examined the rest of my body to see what else Imight find. I didn't really find anything though, not even a singlescar, mole or major blemish. It was as though my skin was smooth, softand perfect.I have to. I was thinking of you. Thinking of us. What it would be like as you entered me. I fingered myself in the bath, water sloshing everywhere as I imagined you sliding into me. I shaved for you, Ryan. All for you."Again she kissed his tip, nibbled the head, ran her nails over his shaft and watched his hips twitching. Cupping her hand in the base of his pubes, she eased his hardness to the vertical, tilted her head to one side and ran her parted lips the entire length, from base to tip and back. I'm sure you'll want tobe dressed especially sexy for him tomorrow night. I wanted to screamfuck you you crazy fucking bitch. I don't want any of this. Go to hellwith Master Malcolm and Master William. But as usual, I just curtseyedand said, "Yes Mistress Helen. Thank you Mistress Helen."She ordered me to clean off the table and then meet her down in my room.She had some surprises for me there. When I got there, she had openedone of the boxes and I immediately recognized some more of my. A curvy, voluptuous woman with a womanly figure. I unbuttoned the cuffs of my blouse before sliding it from my body. He started kissing up and down my neck while his fingers traced the outline of my black satin and lace bra. He reached around and unhooked the back of my bra, setting my lush, heavy breasts free. He scooped me up into his arms and carried me to my beige-colored comfortable couch, where my patients would sit or lay as they would tell me their problems. Once I got myself.