I said I can't wait.So she did. She tells me that her friends are coming over to have a post-new years celebration at our place I said no problem. She...then proceeds to tell me that it is gonna be a pajama-underwear party. They are gonna wear pajama tops and panties for bottoms. I told her that it's a nice idea for a theme and sexy at the same time. I asked if it was okay for her friends that I'd be around and that they dont' mind me being there, she says yes. On the night of the party, I wasn't. I could tell that Jen was appalled, but neither of us could look away. A flesh colored substance began to fill the clear mold. Within minutes, large human breasts seem to form, filling that portion of the mold. In between its legs, I also noticed that Quinby's newly flexible form had cinched tight at the waist by the mold, causing the hips to flair out from the now smaller waist. I had noticed that the male sex organs which had been covered appeared to be no longer present as the mold had. Her breasts were moving and bouncing hard. Little gasps were thrust from her throat every time he hit the back of her pussy walls. She felt the pressure begin to build, causing her throat to close, keeping any air from leaving as she climbed, unable to even moan anymore as the tension in her body curls her toes and fingers. But suddenly Dominic withdrew, laughing out loud at her cry of rage. He pulled her up, and pushed her over the side of the sofa, lifting her hips and ass to his display.. The company would learn to service itself. It was a simple idea, but one that would influence everything. For one thing, I was not the only one who would have the responsibility, so I would need to delegate authority. On the other hand, I could let the company serve me, as well as me serving it. That alone was a weight off my shoulders.My experience was that projects could become all-consuming. To some extent, that was acceptable—in a project. Witness, for example, my first dissertation. Such.