She fought the urge to put a finger between herlips, in thought.Who was James? Was his existence defined by his intelligence? Or was hea collection of...desires and feelings and memories that still existedwithin Jesse?One week to decide. Take the last vial, and the life of a submissive,sexy pet? Or change back into a strong, attractive man - one with anestablished life and a long history - and close the door permanently onthis chapter of his life? It wasn't fair. Jesse didn't want to have tomake. His clothes were nicely fitted, and he had the physique of someone who worked out regularly. His muscles weren't bulging but his waist was trim and his chest and shoulders seemed to be proportioned nicely for his somewhat large frame. His dark black hair was cut short and added to his professional appearance. Ellen could imagine marrying a man like him; someone who seemed comfortable with himself.Rich asked Ellen if he could suggest a few moves. "Anything you would like," she said. "It's your. Michael and Emmawere keen to wash the horrid smell of chlorine off themselves. With Jameskeen to do likewise, it appeared the bath was going to be in demand thatevening.It was also a chance to see how Michael's hair had faired after wearing theswimming cap all day. It was certainly in need of a wash, and it got one."At least you can have your hair washed as soon as you get back home," saidLiz, as she held the shower hose over his head."I like having my hair washed. It feels nicer when its dry,". He removes the gag and asks her again if she is ready this time she replies clearly “yes Sir”. He touches her breasts, stroking the soft flesh, using finger and thumb He pinches hard on her aroused nipples causing her to inhale sharply, then pain, pain so sharp a strangled moan escapes from her lips. He places a harsh clamp over each tip and watches as she tries to control her breathing, her body struggling to accept the sensation. He removes the blindfold and.