Take off your clothes, girl. Let's see that sexy little body of yours."Denise froze. She wanted to turn and run, but she didn't have the strength. Wha... had she gotten herself into?"Come on, girl, I wanna see your tits." The bus driver looked her up and down. "Sexy bitch. Christ, take your clothes off before I rip 'em off you." His arm shoot out and the tips of his fingers hooked the neck of Denise's blouse."Don't tear my clothes," Denise squeaked. Her finger fumbled with the buttons of her. I used to visit for lunch and come back to my room. Due to my room owner’s sons marriage, they asked me to quit the room. The new house which I got was supposed to be ready by the time I vacate. But due to some workers issues, it got delayed by 15 days.I didn’t have any other options so I explained this to maami. She happily invited me to her house. Since she has to go to school, I went to her house the next day evening with all my luggage. Maami opened the door and I was shocked to see her in. But definitely convincing.Russ stepped back away to admire his work. "Good...now we have to workon your hair."Russ was studying to be a hairdresser. He thought that was one of thebiggest reasons people in his school thought he was gay. However, inthis situation it would serve him well.I had kept my brown hair pretty long as was the style. It was down tomy neck and shoulders. Russ sat me down in a chair and started workingon my hair. "Don't worry, everything I do can be changed back to makeyou. ”“But you know, you bring up a good point. Let’s cover all of our bases by taking turns. I just gave you a pose that, coming from my brain, was obviously aimed at the guys. Now you strike a pose that will work for the girls. Then we’ll go back and forth like that until we have enough material to send over to her. What do you say?”Kirstin bent down and worked on the buckles, fitting her foot into the second shoe and putting all the straps in place. “Ok, I guess, I mean, if you think that will.