I was hoping by Monday or Tuesday I could have my way with him as well. After a long weekend, the Monday of our last week of school had begun. I had d...cided on a black lace bra under my thin, cotton shirt, unbuttoned enough to expose all of my cleavage. Even though it didn’t show itself in the V my shirt made, I knew the bra was clearly visible through the shirt. My strappy red heels were replaced by a pair of black stilettos and my skirt barely covered my tight ass. My long, dusty blonde hair. "Let's have a seat," she said.They sat in the love seats facing each other. Bill found himselftransfixed by Heather - but not really sure why. After a few moments, hespoke. "I'm sorry for staring... but you look familiar." We have met before," Heather said.Bill cocked his head trying to remember where. He couldn't."I used to be John, Bill... Cathleen's husband John," she said."My, God," Bill said... astonished!!!"It's true. That's who I used to be. But thanks to Total Transformation,I'm now. I thought to myself, this man must be a fool or gay to be ignoring this beautiful woman. Apparently not gay because he would ignore this beauty while every time a tight body beach babe (the bars hire these girls to wait tables for bike week) walked by his mouth would drop open and he would start slobbering. I noticed this and so did the auburn haired beauty of his.She was starting to get mad, but she was still hornier than she was mad. She went over and as sexy as she could whispered something. Not one time. This was entirely unacceptable but somehow slipped my cognition. I blamed the mishap upon her highly distracting lungs. “Do whatever you want,” I said to Mina. “Just don’t scrape.” Mina dismounted me and began working her way down to my sultry schlong. “My husband never let me take him in my mouth,” she mumbled. “He said it was dirty.” I grinned. “So you don’t eat cows but you’ll suck cock, eh?” “I like giving oral pleasure,.