''''Can I ask what she had to try and sell you?''''Her underwear.'' I told her bluntly. ''I wanted her to make me the worlds biggest fan of whatever s...e was wearing.''''Oh,'' she said slightly taken aback, ''That sounds difficult, considering that I'm not wearing any.''It would have been my turn to be taken aback, but I knew before she came in that she was headstrong, as Michelle had said, she had a mind for business. But that's not to say that her comment had gone unheard. I couldn't help but. I commented that I see she was comfortable! She said that she was no nonsense and that we both knew what we wanted and she figured she would move it on.Went to stand to kiss her but she pushed me back in the chair and told me to relax. She said she was in control now and she wanted me to do her the way she wanted . I was cool with this, as a matter of fact it was refreshing. I was used to small town, shy, nerdy girls (still a turn on today!), that needed me to be in control. So, the first thing. I stood there staring at her in a bra and panties, and I about fucking came in my boxer shorts. She stood there, walked up to me, wrapped her arms around me, slid them down my ass, and smiled. "I like this so far. Show me more?" Bridget said.I was hard as a rock, poking into her bikini panties, and slid my tongue in her mouth. My hands went around her back, rubbed my fingernails down her back, heard her gasp, heard her moan, and slid them down across her ass. God what a fucking beautiful ass. A. I now am a brunette, 5,6 feet tall, 125lbs and my breasts stayed at a perfect double D size. At the age of 19 I had transformed myself into a whole new woman and I was really proud with myself.The next Independence Day came rolling around the corner and this year me and Mark would be alone. No other friends could come this year so we just went with it. My parents never made a big deal out of Mark staying over the night, because they trusted him fully. But that was not the only big difference.