‘You seem to be moving pretty quickly. Are you sure you know what you’re doing. I mean it’s ok if you want to take it a bit slow. No one expects...you to do everything all at once. You can ease into this if you want.’ I probed and found that it was not that she doubted my ability to handle all of this. She was just worried that I take enough time to enjoy along the way. ‘It’s going to be fine. I know enough now to be comfortable with what I’ve planned so far. I’m going to start meeting clients. " But she's still so ... I know she didn't enjoy that as much as I did." She enjoyed it a little. She enjoyed being daring and pushing her boundaries more than actually being touched, I suppose. But I think she felt Sam and I wouldn't do it if she didn't first." Would you?" No." Well, thank you. I really liked it, Donna." You should. Sometimes when I look at my sister I think I'm looking in a mirror." Um ... I didn't mean..." I know. But I still know. There isn't anyone like Rhonda. If you see. The trim waist was trimmer still, lending an hourglass shape to the torso. The legs, with their powerful thighs and calves, were now slimmer, sleeker, and totally devoid of hair. The face, once rugged and angular, was now rounded and smooth, with exotic eyes, thin, highly arched brows, well-defined cheekbones, and full, sensuous lips. And the groin, where the male member had been, a member that had brought joy and pleasure, was now transformed . She only stopped long enough to allow one arm to move behind her back and unzip her skirt. It fell to the floor, revealing slender and shapely legs covered in tan pantyhose.Her hands then went for his belt buckle and then his zipper, and a second later she was tugging his jeans down. Grant kicked off his shoes so he could step out of his jeans. Now he was standing before her clad only in his boxers and the lump in them was quite noticeable."Is that for me?" his high school sweetie asked as her.