I guess I am basically an exhibitionist; my pussy would get wet when I noticed anyone, male or female, and especially couples, would just stare at me ...s I passed shaking their heads. Most of the males, mostly older men, were only in the mall because their wives had d**g them along to shop and pay for everything. I would walk past a couple and watch the man turn his head to watch me as I passed, often being smacked on the arm by his wife. I spotted one attractive old man sit down on a bench. The doors had locks with keyholes, but that was about the only difference with a real hotel. Also, fire exits weren’t marked.“My cousin has a request,” said Asim, after he had beckoned me to come out of the lift. I felt it might be a good idea to seem a bit nervous. I could of course try striding in and exclaiming: “HA! He’s dead now! You have to hire me! Where is your laptop?’ but that might give the game away.“Am I in trouble, Your Royal Highness?”“No! Oh no! No no no. But listen...”He. The ancient Mong transformation had evolved over centuries and no oneknows where, or how, it began. But when it was completed - when thefemale had passed beyond the 'butterfly light' phase -- there was aharmonic fusion between mind and body. It didn't erase any previousmemories - transformed Mong men and women knew who and where they'd beenbefore. In fact, that part of them would always be with them. It was a mystical rite. But a chemist would've had a field day analyzingthe concoctions. She took a look in the mirror one more time. She still looked very sexy in her black and blue polka dot bikini. It wasn’t a thong but hugged her ass very well and the top covered her ample breasts much better. She couldn’t help it though, she still felt like a dirty slut as her mind went back to her on her knees pleasuring her son’s friend. When she returned to the pool, she was relieved that the boys didn’t pay a lot of attention to her. She was pretty sure Brett had kept his mouth shut about.