John knew he needed to see the rest. He slowly turned, hearing the clackof heels below him. Finally looking at another of the salon's mirrors he could...see theremainder of what had changed.John now appeared to be some sort of schoolgirl wet-dream. The taperingblouse stretched tightly over his reflection's waist to a bright redtartan micro-skirt which then jutted out with his womanly hips. This endedafter only a few inched to give way to an expanse of fantastic thighs. Hislegs were hairless and. I slowly crawled over to him on all fours until I was at his feet sitting less than a foot away from his cock. I boldly put my hand on his cock grabbing it and squeezing softly could feel the already noticeable bulge beginning to grow under my hand. He only tried to resist me because it was the right thing to do but before he could finished his forced attempt to stop me I slowly licked his lips and we shared a fruity kiss, due to the ice-pop I had earlier. He was hesitant at first not wanting. This time armed Fort Lauderdale cops were stationed by the elevators and stairways. I could only hope they would do a better job than the guys from hospital security. Gary and Susan wheeled me into the elevator and accompanied me up the twenty-five floors to the penthouse apartment. Once inside they described the layout of the place to me. We sat around and talking, avoiding the elephant in the room. Finally, Susan said. ‘I saw Emily yesterday and . . . .’ Chapter Three Yes, I went to see. They obviously felt I was in big trouble. They turned out to be right.Janet soon came back with what looked like a toothpaste tube and a stringy duster. I looked at her with confusion and apprehension. I knew this was not good news. "I didn't say no hands," she said brightly, "but I forgot to mention the rule that if someone uses their hands they must be decorated. Let me show you. Get on your knees and put your head on the floor." With the parachute connected to my ankles, I had to push.