H e slaps myclit hard. I react to the unexpected assault as silently as I can. My breathingsharpens. "Twice you've pulled away from me. Twice in a few...minutes. How do you think that makes me feel, Bella?" "Sad?" I guess hopefully. H e raises his eyebrows. "Angry?" Iguess again more realistically. "And I was so looking forward to a peaceful evening with you. I was gonnatake you out for a nice dinner. Now I'm starting to think you may be missingdinner altogether." H is hands continue to move over. After a lot of thinking, she decided to have sex with another guy without looking for a relationship. Basically, she only wants sex and nothing else. So, in the end, she texted me because I live in the same city.She wants to try out a young dick. I was feeling amazing as she chose me to please her in bed. I know I will not let her down. We shared our fantasies and pics of each other (no nudes). I was amazed to look at her. She was very hot and sexy and she doesn’t even look like 29 years. Her reply startled me somewhat. “Wally, I’ll say yes I’ll marry you.” Jennifer paused for a moment then continued. “I will marry you but I’m not ready to have the ceremony yet. The other night I couldn’t sleep and kept thinking about what I would say when you asked me. Finally I decided that I’d agree to marry you but not yet. Once I’d made that decision I quickly fell asleep. I know this may seem strange but I have a feeling that something must happen before I can actually get married but I. Once more my hands reached into the white box and began to work onmy face. A layer of foundation caused my skin to tighten and becomesmooth. Blusher raised my cheekbones while the pink lipstick turned mythin masculine mouth into a bee-stung pout ideal for sucking. Finally aneyeliner pencil changed my eyes to a narrow almond shape. As my bodyreturned to my control I saw it was no longer mine, I had been replacedwith a busty oriental girl. I was to be a mail order bride, a plaything for arich man.