~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FrankThe meeting with the department store manager was a bust. Jordan Mitchel turned out to be an dried-up, old woman who...could definitely benefit from the bimbo serum, but I only had enough left for one more treatment, and I was saving it for now.Bringing Becca, the youngest of my three wives, to use as enticement wouldn't work on Jordan. She wasn't even a lesbian. She just sneered at the idea that Becca had been an overweight, ugly girl before my bimbo formula. .AHHHHH.”While I came, he took his left arm and put it under my knees and lifted me up in the air effortlessly, as he continued fucking into me. It was as if he was holding me in his arms like a man would carry his bride through a threshold, The difference was that while he held me in this position his 12-inch cock was slicing deep into my tight-as-a-glove pussy.He then began proving just how strong he was, as he started doing arm curls, making my pussy roll onto his huge cock! By rolling me. "I could ask the women who are unassigned but they have almost less choice than Helga or Tori in some ways. You can tell me to leave all your women alone and I have to. Or you can give them the choice of who they have sex with." So far," James said, "they've confined their affections to people whom I've sponsored. But I expect that, now we're on station, that will change. The first reason for that is that it probably won't be more than a year until Brandy is ready to be a sponsor. Then I have. Rod led him over to the blackjack table and went to the bar and poured a gin and tonic and gave it to Polly and nodded over towards toward Steve Winters and winked. Polly sauntered over and delivered the drink.“Welcome to Barrack Room Betty’s,” she beamed.The smile on her face changed to one of amazement when she realised whom it was.“Lieutenant Winters sir; it’s a pleasure,” she curtsied.Steve Winters was surprised that the attractive transvestite knew his name but she looked vaguely familiar..