I followed Fran into the house & thru to her bedroom, all the time I was looking at her arse wobble as she walked in front of me wearing the smallest ...ikini I had ever seen, Fran was about 40yrs old with shoulder length blonde hair, she was a small woman probably less than 5’ tall but with a figure of a glamour model, I tried not to picture her naked because I didn’t want her to see my ever growing erection.She grabbed a few pairs of shorts & said “try these, you can change in the en suite” I. Me standing with a hand on my hip and a smile on my paintedface. He had me take off the wig so that he could get pictures of meputting it on, and he had me slip my stockings off so that he coulddocument me slipping them up my bare thighs. Nothing was particularlyerotic or arousing about what he had me do... just overtly feminine. Thatshould have been my clue. When I woke up the next day I saw the slideshowon our big television. Photos of me dressed up interspersed with photosof me getting. ..YOU...You are amazing!' she whispers to my ear, out of breath. I feel her heartbeat...well, mine too. 'I know peeps, I say smirking'. 'And that's just for beginners' I continue, nibbling her earlobe while my hand cups her boob. 'No more sexless nights boo' I tell her. 'We are gonna fuck our brains out this weekend' I hear myself say. ' I'm gonna make you my sex slave this weekend babygal...want me to, hmmm?'. Look at her eyes firmly, caress her neck and hair with determination.'Y..Yes' She. When Samuel only stood there with his mouth open, The Auburn woman touched a button on the console. Just as quickly a strange beam shot out of the bulkhead. “What the hell!?” Samuel almost shouted as he jumped back the beam following him.“Ah! Much better!” The Auburn haired woman said. Pointing her gun straight at Samuel’s chest, unwavering, she started. “Now just who are you? Where is the criminal Mellos Thymp?!”Shock registered on Samuel’s face as he swallowed hard. “Look lady I have no idea.