"Personally I think that makes this a lot easier. You'regoing to be put through our initiation process which means getting ridof your boy clothes and ...leaning you up. It's an exciting day and I lookforward to seeing how much you change. For us, we'll see all thedifference but for you today will be a big blur. You'll barely believeyou were ever as you are now." She paused to see what kind of reactionshe'd get this time. I just stared back blankly. "Alright, putting anote to make your personality. Commentary by the Martian newscasters as to just what this really meant was now being offered."Laura Whiting, the interim government officials, and everyone on General Jackson's staff have continued to refuse comment on the destruction of the WestHem ships today," said a pretty African descended reporter. "No explanation is offered for the refusal to comment, but it should be pointed out that Whiting and Jackson have both been very candid with past requests on past MPG operations during this. The club was fairly large and once inside; we found a table to the side and claimed it as ours for the evening. I almost immediately hit the dance floor; followed by Laura, who also enjoyed dancing.I had not really planned on going to a dance club; so I was wearing a short summer dress. It was too short to have worn out dancing at a club and was also pretty low cut and loose in the top. So, I was trying to maintain my outfit in place as I danced with Laura. After several songs had played I was. After a long pause while we each caught our breath Rena asked, "Mistress, can I tell you something?"My body was still pulsing with the aftermath of euphoria and I answered dreamily, "Yes, my pet," wanting to make sure she still understood the hierarchy of this sexual relationship."You have the most unique tasting pussy I've ever eaten," she revealed.She'd mentioned that during our first encounter. I leaned up slightly to look at her. "Is that a good thing?" God, yes," she said, licking her lips.