When I awoke it was nearly noon. My mother asked if I was helping Artie today and I said I was but not until later. My mother and father thought it wa... great that I was ‘volunteering’ to help their friend get all moved in. Completely oblivious to what was really going on. Later that evening my phone rang and it was Artie telling me to come over and that he had a surprise for me. I was giddy with excitement. Might I finally get another taste of his sweet juicy cock? My mouth drooled thinking. "Where was I? Oh yes." She stared hard into Don'seyes. "Put on this bikini top." She pulled a bikini from seeminglynowhere; given what had happened so far, that little parlor trickdidn't surprise Don in the least. She continued. "You'll live as awoman for the next three days. Everyone, except Leslie, will thinkyou're Deanna, Don's cousin, visiting for a few days. Yourproblem is that you don't understand Leslie. Spending a little girl-time with her might give you a better appreciation. I was painting a board with trees and bushes and green paint was all over my hands, “i need a wee” i said to “Dave” the site manager was with me and he noticed my hands “ youll get paint all over the door handles” he said “ let me help” we walked down the hall towards the toilets, he open the door and followed me inside, “ here let me help you you don’t want paint over your cloths” he turned the taps on for me and watched me wash my hands, we were chatting away with small talk, i soaped. Resting the weights on his quads he took a deep breath and used his legs to hoist the weight upwards as he leaned back into the bench. By the seventh rep I could see he was feeling the burn, he slowly lowered the weight, inhaling on the way down. Just as the dumbbells reached his chest he exhaled forcefully and exploded upwards, he kept his arms extended for a few seconds, gulping in air, obviously psyching himself out for one last rep. Finally, he lowered the weight again, and once again.