Michael quietly grabs his clothes and puts them on. It's the same outfit every night, the only one he's really allowed to wear outside his apartment u...less his Goddess says otherwise. It's a pink mini skirt with white stockings and 4" pink heels. The top is a cute little baby blue blouse that barely reaches his belly button. He also has a cute little pink A cup sized bra. As always, Michael blushed as he puts that on.His Goddess didn't just take away his life, She took away his old body as. With a practiced ease he pulled out the battery andquickly replaced it. All I could do was stand there, embarrassed at howthe whole concert had just gone south as he worked.This was the worst concert for this to happen too! We were trying tokeep a schedule so that Good Morning USA could broadcast specificperformances throughout their show, and now we were totally offschedule. Ugh! Finally, the tech handed the microphone back to me, andI thanked him before he ran off the stage. I looked back at. I think her names Jessica, right? Thats right, he answered. She has some rack, doesnt she? That she does, I said. And in fact, she does have quite the rack. If I had to guess her tits are a big C or maybe even a D. She has fair skin, not too pale, but not too dark. Blonde hair that goes just past her shoulders, blue eyes, and skin tight jeans that make her round ass pop. And I think shes sixteen. Maybe seventeen. She is quite the knockout. As for me, Im just your average seventeen year old. Why don’t you call Mr. Brown, and I’ll set up dinner?’ John went into her bedroom to use the phone there. When he came back, he was smiling broadly. ‘What’d he say?’ Angie asked curiously. ‘You won’t believe it,’ John replied. ‘First, he said he talked to your building manager. He wanted to check your references, see what you were like as a tenant. She told him that you were very prompt with your rent, and kept the place clean. She said she thought that something had been going on between us.