I followed them to Nisha’s house, some forty minutes away from the gym. It wasn’t much, but it was nice. Nisha had gotten the house after divorcin... her husband, which surprised me, since Nisha looked only about 18. In fact she was really 20. Maybe it was her light black/brownish eyes that seemed to sparkle all the time that made her look younger. The house sat on a hillside, she had no real neighbors to speak of, and the pool was large, surrounded by a nice wooden deck. I mentioned to Nisha. "You will be expected to dress and behave like a woman throughout yourtime with us, and follow any guidance from myself, Miss Susannah orany other member of staff. As we open to members of the public, youwill also be expected to present yourself impeccably at all times. Doyou have any questions?"I hesitated briefly then nodded."Well go ahead then." How long am I here for?" I asked."As long as Mistress Angela feels is necessary following any advice Igive her," Mistress Jean responded, "anything. In the end, they were both divorced and starting over- together."Kirsty? Hello? What are you thinking about, you're a million miles away?" Brian touched her arm gently, caressing her dewy soft skin.Shaking her head Kirsty looked up at Brian, and a brilliant smile spread across her full sexy lips, "Only three years away, my love, only three years." She wrapped her arms around his waist and tilted her head up, asking to be kissed. Brian obliged happily and lowered his head to devour her waiting. I walked in, and set my stuff down on my bed. My parents carried in some boxes. "Hi," My roommate was on the computer, she stood up. "My name is Felicia, yours?" She extended her hand, I shook her hand, "Angela." Her hand was very moisturized, and soft. I liked the feeling of her hand, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower region. I shivered, and thought, "What is this weird feeling?" My parents set the boxes down, and we said our goodbyes. After they left, I unpacked everything. It was.