At the time we had agreed upon, I drove up to the window and there stood my beautiful girlfriend. She had a big smile on her face as we greeted each o...her. I knew something was up so I mouthed the words Is he down there? and pointed below the window. She nodded her head yes and her smile got very big. I could tell she was enjoying this and I began to tell her how hot she looked in that dress and how much I couldnt wait for her to get home that night so I could fuck her in it. I made sure to. That means, of course, that Elaine is our second asset. Just the stretch of trying to find people to replace her as guest hosts should have told us right away that she is something special. But we have a third asset that is just as important. Nicolette. It's not just the words you bring, sweetheart. You know what they say about monkeys writing the Bible, or Shakespeare, or something. The words are the product of your talent. You are on a creative edge every day. And I can't believe you are. Or my body, anyway, and it looked just asshocked as I felt. My former body's mouth was opening and closing slowly,too shocked to form words."Mrs. Bresnan?" I asked.My body nodded.I looked down at my hands, formerly Mrs. Bresnan's hands, opened andclosed them experimentally to examine their smooth and utter female-ness.I couldn't help but notice the breasts, their heavy pull beckoned me tolook down. I saw Mrs. Bresnan's massive breasts snugly nestled within afrilly-looking bra that just peaked. That made Michael smile. He said in a feminine voice she taught him to use,"Yes Mistress, I have been waiting to see him again also. When is he comingto pick me up?She took out her watch and said, "Oh my, he should be any minute."They heard the horse's hooves hitting the stones, that should be the lordscarriage arriving.They walked out to the main office and he strolled in wearing his fancy suitlooking like a young counts son. Michael smiled politely to the boy that wasclose to his age, maybe a.