It was apparent on Monday that Dan also wanted to talk. He invited me to a nicer restaurant than the fast food places where we normally had lunch and ...hose a quiet table in the back. I wanted to control the conversation, but he spoke first saying, “Thanks for inviting us on Friday. We had a great time, even if we did sleep until noon on Saturday and had bad hangovers.”“I don’t mean to sound racist or anything, but we were both surprised to see all of those mixed couples at the club. Neither of. Please forgive this girl, Mistress Denise,” I said, fear making my voice quaver. I didn’t want to blow what little privileges I had accrued to date, especially since I was due to see Master Friday, tonight. “I want your room to be clean in five minutes, Ceres. Do you understand me?” “Yes Mistress. I understand you.” “Good. I will be home in ten minutes sharp. Be downstairs and ready for your daily spanking. Are my wishes clear?” . Once she got into MicroLife Corp, she was surrounded with people and resources that she could use to experiment with. Using herself as a guinea pig, she first developed a serum that worked upon her muscles. Though at the same time, she started at the local gym, her physique changed drastically and practically overnight. Though no muscle mass was gained, her tone increased dramatically and she was able to lift much more weight than ever before. She also was able to perform exercises, for what. She of course had no idea the little porno that ran through my mind and just thought me another nice customer that liked to chat it up with her at the counter. I knew from my research that she was single and a devout catholic. How perfect.I took out my digital camera and snapped a few shots of her lying there in her bed. How much I just wanted to tear off all her clothing and brutally fuck her sleeping form. But I held off. I wanted to enjoy her and I didn't want her to know what had happened.