So waking up horny was the start to a great day. I rose from bed, showered and dressed. I decided I was going out to run some errands and would love t... have men and women alike get peeks up my skirt and see my ample breasts showing thru my shirt. So I put on a lacey bra that barely covers my nipples and a sheer white blouse and finish the outfit with a short denim skirt and of course no panties to cover my shaved pussy. After compiling my errand list I head out the door. I go first to the bank. Ironically, considering the role for which she had just won the Oscar and a Golden Globe, she had been born Jason Wilson, a very male actor who couldn't even get an agent with a face like the one he had been cursed with from birth. No, he wasn't ugly. Just normal. Too normal! No casting director would give him a second look. He looked like someone in a crowd and those were the only jobs he could get despite studying acting for years.Then one day he had the good fortune to visit a flea. The meal was a northeast specialty of crab cakes, lobster and steak; the traditional surf and turf.My guests included my mates; they arrived just before happy hour and were spending the night. Jenny and Marcy had stepped off the G5 returning from Thimble Shoals to a seat in the helicopter.As usual politics prevailed before the meal was served and after. Toasts and more toasts kept the flow of the conversations going. It was late when the festivities ended.I started my day as usual, reading the. Melisa made small talk with me about the poems we were reviewing, nothing too weird, thankfully. All of a sudden, I noticed the ring on her right hand, a thick band opening into a flat white stone. I looked at her, the cat smile of Professor Ryan’s was reflected on her lips. I stared, and she opened her windows to me. It was there, the attention that Doris Alex had given Professor Ryan’s pleasure, – Melisa was absolutely focused on me. I received the third surprise in twenty-four hours when.