What she did next was truly the main event.Slowly, the woman in the blue chair reached between her legs with one hand as the other hand played with he... nipples. A moment later, I saw her reach down with both hands as her head arched back once again and a look of pleasure came across her face. Soon she propped up her feet onto the arms of the chair. Her head leaning backwards, her long black hair dangled off the back of the chair. Working herself with one hand in what appeared to be circular. Change my body back to the way it was, please." No!" her swift fierceness surprised him. Suddenly her cragged features became sharp and penetrating. "I've worked 25 years for this moment, and now it's begun. You are my daughter, Janice, and you're going to stay that way." No, I'm not! I'm Paul! It's still me inside!" Hah. Look at you. You are the exact image of my darling, and you already hold her spirit within you. Soon, you will fade, and Janice will take over." Nooooo..." Paul whimpered,. ?’‘Certainly Mr Shaftoe, I’ll track him down and get him to call you’‘Thank you Jackie. Quick as you can please.’I’d never been one for knee jerk reactions. Sara used to laugh about how long it took me to get angry or react to frightening situations. In my university days, I had an accident on my motorbike. The engine seized on a fast bend and I ended up lying on the road with a forty-ton truck coming over the hill towards me. The truck stopped only two metres from me and the driver helped me. I shook his hand and said, “I’m Alex and how do you know I need money?”“I’ve seen your car.”Okay. I must admit, I was hard up for cash and my jalopy was a 1977 faded red VW Beetle that used more oil than fuel. What could I lose?“Are you offering me a job?”“You have to try out first,” he said.That was how I became a Highwayman, “robbing” unsuspecting women of their inhibitions.That was twelve months ago, and my body provided pleasure to many women and a few men (that is another story). It also.