Turning back towards me she gave me my neworders."Stand in the middle of the salon and wait. Take this time to think aboutyour sins sissy" she said as...she disappeared upstairs. I had no idea how long I stood naked in the salon waiting. All I couldsee was my girly image staring back at me. Suddenly Aunty Jane re-appeared, now dressed from head to toe in shinyblack latex. Her hair was drawn back tightly from her face and she woreno make-up apart from a thick coat of scarlet lipstick on her. As he stepped into her office she stood to greet him. She smiled; he looked as his paperwork would suggest; bright, energetic, harried."Roger, I'm Cynthia. Please have a seat." They shook hands in a perfunctory manner and sat down.She looked over his file again, the questionnaires he'd filled out, even though she'd reviewed it earlier. "I see you're in your fourth year at the firm; Mr. Perkins recommend us to you?"Roger gave her a warm but weary smile. He wanted this to work very much; taking. Prof. Franklin stared at her for a moment. The way she carried herself: her dress, her hair - perfect. His eyes drank in her every move, and he had to concentrate at times to keep his body from overreacting and betraying his thoughts. Leaning against the granite of the balcony in the soft bluish moonlight. Her beautiful shoulders were framed perfectly by the dress she'd chosen. Her graceful neck and perfect earlobes beckoned him as well. In the subtle nighttime glow, he could see the softness. “Shobha you’re looking gorgeous in this outfit!” “Yeah, Shobha! You’ve been dressing rather fashionably since the past few days.”“Oh it’s nothing! I just needed a change in life that’s all!” said Shobha while hiding a smile showing that she enjoyed all the compliments she had been getting recently. The boys at the college were now starting to notice her too and she had already been asked out by at least 4 guys last week only. However, no one at college knew that Shobha had a secret which she.