She understood what was necessary and did all the arrangements for my upcoming change. The magical secrets were kept by a few of the oldest troll hags... but all girls and women had to some degree been familiarized with the basics. Everything depended upon different herbs and ingredients meant to stimulate the forces dwelling in all things. She filled me in on what I needed to know and nothing more. I would be given a potion to prepare my soul for the dying of my body and release unto a new. We drove to Elsa's apartment so she could pack up some clothes and other items she needed to live with us. The apartment was furnished so those items were not a concern.Rania and I helped Elsa pack up her clothes and I of course had to pack all her panties.After we were ready, Elsa looked at her bed. "You know, I would like a quick fuck before I leave this place," she said then she walked over and rubbed the crotch of my jeans with her right hand.I looked over at Rania. "Fuck her and I'll. About a week later, Joe was just back in town and was worn out. It was mid summer and we had suggested Joe come over for a swim and dinner that Friday night. That Friday morning I heard Ann say as she looked at her swim suit that it was so old and about worn out she would have to get a new one soon. It isn't difficult to guess what I did. I stopped at a shop and picked out a new suit for my lady. A bikini. I guess I got carried away cause I bought a string bikini. They had a manikin with one on. ?Hours, Mistress. Lots of hours, but there’s no clock in here and our implants are all suppressed. I don’t know exactly how long, Mistress,? the slave mumbled. Lyra realised that she didn’t have to rely on the word of the workers. That data was available from the AI. She called up the individual work diaries of the three slaves who served boiler number four and examined the figures. There was something skewed about the situation. The charts showed that Hotlips had already been working for.