It just always looks this good!"I was actually having fun. It was kind of cool pretending to be someoneelse! Of course I still had to brave the outsid... world and get over tothe office. That meant I needed clothing!Investigating the closet found that Davis had thought of that too. Whereonce hung a few shirts and my jeans I found skirts and dresses. In thedrawers my boxers were replaced by bras and panties. My shoes gone, nowonly heels and boots remained. Clearly Davis didn't think that. The Mistress Lucilla stood next to her slave. Her dark hair flowed down over her shoulders and even under the white linens of her stola, the woman's version of a toga worn by the wealthy, I could easily see that her breasts were large and full. Her body was firm and strong and the natural curves of her body only seemed to be accentuated by her clothing.As beautiful as she was though, she paled in comparison to the slave named Drusilla. The girl stood with her delicate back to me, naked except. Safely on the far shore Colon turned and holding sword high in one hand and exhibiting the cutting in the other he indulged in the time-honoured pastime of hurling insults. Insults like 'Numbskull', 'Moss face' and 'Stone brains' even.Trolls are about seven feet tall and around three feet across. Should you be rash enough to try and measure the inside leg of an average troll, you might see the tape measure read eighteen inches before the half tree trunk they carry as a handy club, crashed down. Bill looked around ... nobody was looking at him, not even Lisa and Meredith, who had deliberately turned around to give all their attention to Mark. It was obvious that they felt that this was between Kat and himself. He hesitated, still. Finally, trying his utmost to cover his privates discreetly, he stumbled out of the water and rejoined Kat; his white butt and thighs a sickly contrast to the rest of his tanned body.Reaching Kat, he angrily tore the trunks from her outstretched hand and,.