If she was lucky.She looked in the closet and selected a pleasant outfit for the office, professional looking but still feminine and attractive. Then,...she opened her underwear drawer and looked down. Right on top was a navy blue pair of boyshorts. Peter liked those. They had a two inch lace decoration around the bottom, she remembered him running his fingers along her skin underneath her skirt, her cunt getting soaked, her eyes closed. The first time she'd let him touch her, back in Las Vegas.. Did she just like being the exhibitionist, did she get a kick out of teasing me, or was she sending me an invitation? I was still wondering the day she flashed me with her shaved pussy and then, while I watched in stunned disbelief, shoved a battery operated dildo in it. I looked up and she winked at me, licked her lips and then blew a kiss at me. Twenty minutes later she got up and walked over to my desk, "Enjoy the show?" It was a little distracting and I'm afraid it probably is going to make. It looked like it might be some tiny letters. ''Donnie, get down there and look. Maybe there is something going on with my body.'' He put his face down next to my puss. Then he started laughing. '' Did you put that there? It's a fucking tattoo!'' Nobody got themselves tattooed in1965, certainly no women who weren't in a carnival or prison. I looked around. Carole was standing next to the bed, with a big grin. ''Amy gave you a little present the other day when she gave you that white tail. People learned to live that way before and I am sure that you can all live the rest of your lives that way. Besides, every person has gone through extensive training to adjust to a new body even if it was simulated. Their training will have to come forward and they will have to adjust. They have no choice now." The adjustment has already started. But I feel that I will be one of the few people that will have a harder time adjusting. My second in command is one of the others that will have a.