If she was telling the truth then why the hell was I so fucking hornyright now? It was getting late in the day and something cold on my nosesnapped m... out of my daydream. Brushing a few strands of hair back in afeminine gesture I looked up at the sky, it was snowing and somethingabout the calm of the freshly falling snow helped me sort out mythoughts.If I really did have my free will back then I could finally get my handson that ring and... then what? Could I go back to my old self. Ruth’s life changed one lunch time shortly after she completed the first six months in her new office, it started no different from many more lunch times she opened her salad box and poured fresh orange from it’s chilled container. At the same time she flicked a couple of keys on the computer. She expected to see a copy of the latest accounts, but what appeared was a tall blonde women wearing only black six inch heeled shoes and a red skirt, a red leather skirt, a skirt cut away round her. It still had a tuft of hair on her pubic mound. But the lips had been shaved clean for better eating."Wow!" Mark exclaimed, looking at her cunt with lust in his eyes. "It's beautiful, grandma. I can't wait to bury my cock in there." After dinner, Mark, after dinner." Millie said as she dropped her dress back into place. "Let's finish getting dinner ready. Then we can eat. After that the fun will start."Together they set the table, finished up the last minute preparations, and set the food on. His face was quite pale, but pale as in interesting, not as in colourless or bland. He had high cheekbones, giving his face angles, which looked good with his hair — and he had the most kissable lips I had ever seen. I mean, they were beckoning all the girls I knew to just walk up to him and kiss him. Okay, I know how it seems. I am aware that it’s obvious that I found him hugely attractive, and really wanted him to just pull me over one day and fuck the hell out of me — but I still found his.