“I just can’t. I’m going to tell Missy everything. I just hope she’ll forgive me. Forgive us.” He added.“Oh. So now you’re just going to...tell her? You suddenly got religion, or something? You think she’s going to choose you, after I tell her how you took advantage of me being drunk to get a free blowjob? And then you came here, trying to screw me, and I had to force you to leave! Hope do you think she’s going to take that? I’ll make you out to be a monster. She’ll never want to see you again!”. She had instructed the plastic surgeon to give her nipples and very little more which he had done. Her hips and thighs were now virtually straight up and down with little if any curvature to her figure at all. Her face, though still beautiful, bore no makeup except for a little rouge on her cheeks and a hint of lipstick making her look like many of the adolescent beauty contest wannabes. She wore her hair in pigtails or ponytail and consented to all the mannerisms Randy wanted. She dressed like. A sweet smile spread across her face as her blue eyes focused on me. “Good morning, Shelly”, she said, using an affectionate nickname. “Did you have a nice nap”?“Yeah, I guess”, I said, then realized that I had just used Michael’s masculine voice. “Yeah, I did”, I said again, the feminine lit clear in my voice. Talking like a girl was going to take some getting used to.Her smiled widened when she heard Michelle’s voice. She took the remote from the coffee table, turned on a nearby lamp,. After some exhausting fucking and several more orgasms than their first time, they were both in seventh heaven.And so she was not too thrilled when she was forced to fly out for the weekend to a company-sponsored event in Chicago. However, the event grew more interesting when she realized that Rhonda was there, accompanied by her recent inamorata, Stevie Archer. There was a reception at an elegant hotel on Saturday evening, and Laura was required to attend.Several men tried very hard to attach.