Waist is 24" Hips 32" with nice round buns. Angie speaks with the cultured voice of a well read woman who likes opera and classic music.Her clothes we...e the sombre clothes you would associate with a school teacher. Grey round neck woolen sweater with long sleeves that covered all down to the waistband of her skirt. The edge marks of a granny type bra were visible through the sweater. Angie's skirt was flaired, pleated donegal tweed down to mid calf. From the visible signs, her dress code. ‘Wait,’ she said gently, ‘Give her ass a chance to finish relaxing. Then fuck the hell out of her!’ ‘Yes ma’m!’ Sandy quit rubbing Janie’s naked, wet pussy and crawled under the bed again, emerging with a large battery-powered dildo vibrator that she had purchased earlier. She turned it on and brandished it as it hummed while vibrating. ‘Look what I have!’ she smirked, then turned it off. With her left hand she spread Janie’s pussy lips wide apart, revealing both her hard clitoris and her cunt. The talk went round in circles and led nowhere. The colonel was the most gloomy. He had pinned all his hopes on British Intelligence. Swann of Special Branch hadn't been too encouraging. Elsewhere, the news was bleak. The main story on the bulletins that morning was the car bomb that had killed Rollo Yeates and his two companions, now identified as 'members of the security services.' I thought the Chechens, assuming it was them, might have done us a favour. Murdering three men to keep the story. There was more to come? It seemed impossible. Her new body was ready to fall asleep after that fantastic performance!"Being with me has to be better than being stuck on a mission with that clueless bitch Seven, doesn't it?"Seven considered. She -- no, she was a male now and should think like one if B'Elanna was to be fooled into believing she was a he -- he hardly considered his former self clueless. And he was hardly a bitch at the moment, he thought, giving his new male member a quick stroke..