? ?Well, what do you think?? asked Harry. I looked her over. She was slim, wearing apair of tight, low cut jeans. Her pink sweat top was stretched t...ght acrosssmall breasts by the way the tape was wrapped around her chest and arms. Thetop stopped inches short of the waist band of her trousers showing off a taughtbelly that you could bounce a coin off and a silver ring through a piercing inher navel. She?d evidently tried to struggle a bit during her ride - one of hertrainers had got kicked. I was already wet down there. He bit my earlobe again right as he pressed down on my clit. "Ah, fuuuuccckkkk," I whispered still trying to keep quiet. He began to rub my throbbing clit, making it wet and slippery. His breath on my neck, his hand teasing my nipple, his thumb rubbing my sensative clit; it was all pushing me toward the edge. "Fuck, that feels so good baby. Don't you dare stop." I was moaning like a bitch in heat. Well, let's be honest, I WAS a bitch in heat. I was his bitch. He. We walked in and we took a table. I looked around the place to see if I knew anyone there. The place was full but not packed full at least yet. My eyes went to the bar and I looked down it. At the very last seat sat a big tall man with short cut blonde hair. He looked familiar and I asked Janet if that was Jack.Janet looked his way then replied, “Yes, he is out of the service now and works here in town somewhere.” “He is not like Hank told us as I have talked to him before when I have been. “The process finished” J said as Kandi stood right next to him. “Wow did It work?” Kandi said. “Did what work?” I replied. J looked at Kandi and then pressed a button on the watch and said “Looks like it, but let’s test, Nikki standup” I stood in a instant is if my legs had moved on their own. “Whaaaa?” I stood up dumb founded. “Nikki from now on you will talk like a girl, in a slutty tone.” J said. “Like whatever… I would never like sound like a slut.” I squeaked out like a bimbo slut. I.