My phone beeps again. I open the message to find Cherie's beautiful face with a big cock in her mouth. "ITS SO LONG"I trained her to deep throat 8 inc...es of thick hard cock.I contemplate what jobs are available usually warehouse work filling orders packing and shipping are student work.After a short discussion with the warehouse manager he says one vacancy is left. Cherie can have that."Start tomorrow 8am sharp. Job is filling orders in the warehouse"The next morning I pull in to the carpark I. The sense of joy I feel atbeing an attractive woman, specifically TJ, is almost overwhelming!I raise my eyes and begin to examine my new face. It's a little surreal tosee someone else's face in the mirror. As I examine my new face the senseof strangeness begins to lessen. After all, it is the face I've had all mylife. My eyes are large and expressive, made more so by the makeup TJ puton this morning. My eyelashes are long and thick, heavy and stiff with thelayers of mascara she applied before. The young woman could read that confidence in my face. She wrote a name on the back of my pickup receipt.From the laundromat Eve and I continued on to dinner at the Dog House. It was the restaurant where I had met Gunny. Even if it hadn't held memories of Gunny, it had memories of my dad, so I held it in an almost reverence. There were the usual collection of customers, not that there was anything usual about the Dog House's customers, except maybe the mix.At that time of day there were bankers. "Mmm," Rose purred, as she worked her pussy on the whip handle. "Now, tell me how much you hate me." No, no, I don't hate you," Gillian lied. "It's just that -- aagghhh! Help!"She twisted desperately, her ass on fire, just in time to see the thin rod in Dean's hand."No, please! For the love of God, no!" she begged."Tell me how much you hate me," Rose purred, "and don't let that handle fall out of my cunt, bitch, or you'll really get it if you do." No, no, I don't -- aaaghhh! Help no, please,.