"We Won!" I shouted. I watched in anticipation as he counted moved chips to pay us. Two stacks to match the black man's original. "Wait" I said. "What...about me?" The croupier didn't even look at me as he raked my chips away, "Red 3 lady, your chips were on Red 5"."They most certainly were not!!" I shouted. Then I realized that when I had collided with the black man and jerked my hand back, I'd dropped my chips on the wrong square! I felt sick. As I stood to leave, that huge black hand held my. I got myself ready. I shaved, did my hair nice, applied some make-up. Mark didn't even notice. Just before Mark left the house I heard him in the hallway outside David's room telling him to get out of bed and to get into the shower. The door leading to the garage shut downstairs, and I heard David's shower start. There I was actually looking pretty good, but what to wear? I decided this, being our first time, I would treat this like an educator. I put on my two piece swim suit.About a. All of us in here got something in common." Aside from the obvious?" Mike asked."Even more exclusive than this thing of ours." He laughs. "Each of us here has a dumb broad in lockup serving time on our behalf. When we got a guy who gets jammed up, we find some desperate lonely housewife looking for some action... and we give it to her, hard and fast, while at the same time we set her up. We do the needy MILF, making sure that she doesn't see the frame-up coming, until its too late. Me, for. What I saw shocked the life outof me.The reflection staring back from the mirror wasn't me, didn't even looklike me, in fact it looked like one of those tarty prostitutes. While Iwas out they had gone to work on me, making me over to look just likethem. After a few minutes of staring in horror I began to look closerand in more detail.Starting from the top I was now wearing a shoulder length blonde wig, myeyebrows had been plucked and shaped and my eyelashes were huge anddark. My lips were.