She had been aware I was stopping in to pay Kettie's mortgage payment for a couple months, but she kept asking question about her supposed "trip throu...hout Europe" story I told people she was on with her sister."Hello, Marianne it's nice to see you. Can I buy you a drink?" I asked."No, I can buy my own, but thank you. My fiancé wouldn't approve of a strange man buying me a drink." I'm strange?" I asked.She flushed red and whispered, "No, you certainly aren't strange to me. We've had our. He was tall, well built and athletic. She smiled and gave him a little wave. He returned the smile and then he was gone.Michael had been watching her as she gracefully strode home. He had immediately lost his ability to do anything else but watch her slender tanned legs as they slid past each other in a sexy show of the utmost femininity. She was around five foot five and couldn’t have weighed more than fifty five kilograms. Her legs were only the start; he knew that beneath that coat she had. She lay back and opened her legs wide and told him to get between her legs and warm her up for ‘the main event.’ Wide open for him to manipulate her as he pleased, he manoeuvred himself, on his front, to where he could drop down and get his own mouth to work. He stroked the inside of her thighs, caressed her love lips and then let his own tongue make contact.I could tell he was an expert. She writhed under his touch, gasping, oohing, calling on the lord above for mercy, and thrusting her hips. I have taken a decision.Since I want you to be a good housewife and you are also enjoying your new role (there was a smile on her face as she said this), you will undergo training and transformation programme for three months.” I worriedly listened as she continued, “you will be trained thoroughly how to dress, talk and walk like a housewife. You will be taught how to wear sarees, suits and all kind of dresses girls wear. There will be cooking and dancing classes. I would also like you to learn.