"What do you mean," she askedAnna continued flipping the pages taking in the wonderful models intheir high fashion poses."I mean aren?t you ready to b... who you always wanted to be, darling?Aren?t you ready to get rid of that... "thing" between your legs?" shesaid gesturing toward Lauren?s lower half without taking her eyes fromthe pages in front of her.Anna waited for the response."Oh...I don?t know. I hadn?t really thought about it I guess." Huh," came Anna?s reply. "I would have thought. Was there no justice in this cruel world? It did not occur to the selfish woman that her willing, if minor, part in the miseries being routinely and increasingly inflicted on the Girl might have brought this misfortune upon her, and that these misfortunes were as nothing compared to the daily agony of the Girl's existence.She had brought a copy of the document with her, but saw that she would have precious few chances to study it before Angela returned in the late Spring of next year - if she. My hands became harsher, more demanding as I pulled her on to me. She moved her hand away, allowing me to pull her right the way down. To my delight, she managed it with what I took to be practised ease.“Very good, Melanie,” I said, releasing her. “Your experience is definitely working in your favour.”“Thank you, Mr Morecock,” she gasped, but her mouth only came off me for an instant. Her lips became vicelike, holding just below the helmet as her tongue swirled all over the tip of my cock. Her. I'll have to admit to being tempted at times when my little head tried to take over.I was sitting in my office after my lunch with Nick and I had an idea to try to find out what I could about Lynn's latest trip. We'd had dinner with Lynn's boss, Bill Johnson and his wife Clare, a couple of times so I thought I'd give him a call."Bill? This is Jack Lancaster. Got a minute?" Sure Jack. What's up?"Bill, I'm terribly embarrassed to ask this, but can you ask your travel department what time Lynn's.