.separation... between his own ass-fucking and the one being meted out bythe digital dominatrix.The mirror, however, couldn't disguise the whore dress...d in a fishnetdress, knickers, suspenders and stockings that were tipped by flailingwhite plastic boots. That was him. John. Such a masculine name feltridiculous attached to the panting and desperate wretch who writhed andgasped and cried out in lipsticked horror and blonde-wigged despair asher own desire was stoked by a firm thrust that echoed. " He consulted his cell phone, which she realized mustbe a smart phone. "... I have one more assignment to take care of. Thislooks like fun. There's a fellow I'm going to let find out how it feelsto be feminized, and then go skinny dipping, and then discover that hisclothes are all missing. And then he..." Mike read further and chuckledmischievously. "Oh, this one's going to be fun."He opened her apartment door very un-magically and stepped into thehallway. The door closed and Rhoda got. "I'm a loose wheel for a few days", he said as he finished his coffee. "If you having nothing on your agenda I have a suggestion for I wouldn't mind fucking you". She didn't say a thing so he continued. "Oh! Here is what I promised you", he said as he slipped the note across. "I can greatly increase that if you are interested. I finish my class near midday, I then have a few items to attend to, however, if you would be interested in furthering our association I will be back at where we just. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as she opened the envelope and read the dreaded itinerary. Two weeks. Her entire winter break. She held her breath and fought her emotions, doing everything to keep the tears from flowing. When she felt her emotions under control, she looked at the faces of her mother and sister. Analise's was covered in a smirk. Her mom's covered in a clueless grin.She didn't know how to react. She wanted to scream and throw the ticket at her sister, but she knew that wasn't a.