Pale.. with the most subtle shade of pink.. just edging each nipple.. walking to the side of the bed.. i let my fingers glide across you.. just a soft...pass.. like a man whispering his dying breath.. that softly.. letting my finger tips slip over each nipple.. each soft pink nub.. then i lick my finger.. and do it again.. gasping at how amazingly easy i am to please.. as i am spell bound by the simple change.. if each nipple now shining and a little moist.. leaning over.. i bring my lips right. "Computer. Do you recognize me as Lisa, Hero Lincoln's caretaker?" Yes, Lisa Caretaker." Then open the fucking healing chamber so I can get the hero into it."Another wall opened and Lisa scooped me up in her arms. I was beginning to feel woozy. She scowled at Rita and carried me into the next room. She laid me down in the tank and kissed my forehead."Relax, my hero," she said. Then the lid closed and I was out.I awoke to look into Lisa's deep blue eyes as she bent to kiss me. I was in heaven. .'After swallowing the flood of sweet nectar he softly groaned in pleasure. as he was pulled up, he returned the kiss deeply, then finding himself on his back now. "Hmm....interesting..but master says no.." He said in a low growl, his crimson hues glowing brightly now, a glimmering glyph of some sort she didn't understand in his pupil, as she was suddenly grabbed by wrists and ankles , long coiling tentacles comprised of a shadowy tough flesh-like material now holding her aloft above him by her. Finally I got the one wig that I kept in the houseand fitted it carefully over my short hair. It was long and reddishblond, the hair straight all the way to my shoulders, where it rose backup in a short curl all around.I was magnificent. I slipped on a pair of her heels, my favorite redones, grateful that she hadn't worn them to go out. Strutting to thekitchen, I poured myself a glass of white wine and sipped it, making amental note to be sure to clean any lipstick off the rim of the glass.I.