You are just in time for lunch. Please sit for a moment and then I would enjoy the chance to take you to lunch.”“That would be wonderful,” she r...plied and buzzed his cheek with a kiss before taking her seat.Everything was going as she hoped and she waited patiently as he logged out of his computer. She was almost convinced she was home free when he leaned back in his chair. His demeanor had changed abruptly and he gazed at her for a moment as if contemplating his next words.“Rebecca, I do have. He now guessed thirty-five to forty years old. Obviously undernourished because her ribs stood out but she was well built and had breasts that had barely started to sag. However, it wasn’t these that caught his attention. Her whole body was covered with welts. Most were now fading but some on her backside still showed clearly even though, as he rightly guessed, they were a fortnight old."Those too. Into the machine." He indicated the bra and knickers, "You don’t have anything different to every. As we walked in through the door Tim and I made our way to the conservatory as Donna made some drinks, she was wearing a black skirt and a white blouse, the usual no bra, had me all worked up as soon as I saw her, as she knew it would. I left Tim and went in the kitchen rubbing Donna up from behind she gasped and said “I need it”.We both walked back from the kitchen with the drinks and as we sat chatting away I was on one sofa Tim and Donna was sat on the other, we had a follow up discussion. Within a day she had a bright pink haze over her body. By the second night she looked as if a golden frosting had been brushed over her, and after three days she was truly a body of shimmering gold, half done. On the fifth day she was done, her skin the colour of pale brown honey. She looked truly ripe, luscious, and ready to be picked. Her fruit was full and round, and when I tapped it I expected it to sound hollow as if I was tapping the surface of some smooth skinned melon. But the fruit.