“Maybe,” I replied as I got up.Then I gave him a hug and kiss.“How's my sweetheart?” John asked.“I'm good daddy,” Jeanette replied.“And ...'m too, smart ass,” I said as looked at Jeanette.Then we kissed again.“Well you two wanna stay for dinner?” John asked.“Sure, if you don't mind,” Christina replied.Then we all went out to there find something to eat, but there wasn't anything we could all agree on though.“Well does anything sound good?” John asked.“Well how about spaghetti?” Jeanette. I wiped it up. Luckily it was so thick, it didn’t have a chance to soak in. I threw both towels in the washing machine, turned it on, and ran back to the shower.Washing myself off, I began to ponder the events of the last hour. I loved the masturbation and orgasm. It felt great to be a woman and I wanted to enjoy that feeling over and over. I got really giddy just thinking about it. I just had to figure out a way to ignore the horse cock jutting from me, and control the cum that came out of it.. Agree in principle to work at the NOLA Southern Holding Company as a contractor. I agree to perform duties requested of me during office hours. And service clients as requested per instructions given from management.Starting hourly pay- $250.00 per hour including tips and commissions. Pay is negotiable based on performance and quality of service.Management will receive 20% of all booking minus tips. All tips will be given to said contractor no percentage taken.Contractors will agree to periodic. Reflexively, her face assumed a startled expression which was quickly replaced by a quizzical look. “I didn’t want to offend you,” he said, drowning in her green eyes. “I still flinch when someone touches me unexpectedly. Immobility makes me feel vulnerable.” “I will never do that again. I sympathize with your predicament.” “Yes, I am to be pitied. The poor woman, whose body was crushed, who can do nothing but complain, and can’t even pee without help,” she said angrily. “Abby,” John.