As her uncle called her was imagining her time as a child, dancing through the rows of roses her mother had planted. Bella's mother, had been a very b...autiful woman of dutch decent. Her hair had fell down her back in ringlets of auburn chestnut and she smelled of the roses in which she planted. Bella was named after her mother, and her uncle told her often how she looked so much like her.Sighing Bella looked over at the door, the maid would be there any moment to announce supper. The only time. As I swung my legs out of bed, I realized that I was dressed in short, satin pajamas, and that my feet looked altogether too small.I sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at my legs. They were not my legs at all, but beautiful female legs!I freaked!I stood up and looked in the mirror. I was staring at Belinda in the mirror! Oh My God! I was looking out through those beautiful blue eyes of Belinda's like I was looking through a window. I looked down, and out of sheer disbelief, raised my. I now start to withdraw my fingers, right out to the tips, letting Jimmy’s little pucker start to pull in again and plunging back in, encouraging the muscles to relax swiftly under pressure. I drive in and out, changing the timing at random, leaving Jimmy tensing, constantly wondering when my next assault will begin. Each penetration brings a little yelp from Jimmy, a flinch and the tinkle of his bell. He tries to force himself up the bed, away from my intrusion but his tight bonds leave little. From what I can tell she was at least a c-cup and with white silky skin on a 5'5" frame. "I'm sure Mark told you about the FCC investigation, right?" I know he did."Yes, I don’t know what we are going to do. He can be put in jail for 20 years! It has to be a misunderstanding." She said."That’s why I'm here, I think I can help but its going to be very costly." I added."Please, we'll do whatever you want if you can help us."She invited me in, as I passed her the smell of her perfume was.