As it happens, Sandy ran off with every last cent of the $18,000. Last I heard she was somewhere on the coast making a career for herself as an entert...iner. An honest-to-goodness rock star, if you can believe that shit. Only, she's calling herself Alexxia now. And, I'm flat fuckin' broke. In spite of my so-called luck." Hey, Julie. Let's assume for a moment that something really did happen, that somehow anal sex did alter your luck. But, you know, the flaw in all this is... Why now? Why you of. " So?" she asked."You zap your female victim with it and it makes them feel frisky," I said taking it back from Lila grasp. "Mind you, this one's got no power unit." Only twenty credits," said the market trader who sensed a sale."Twenty credits? And its got no power unit?" snapped Lila who took the pistol back from me.Candy and I wandered off but I could still hear Lila shouting at the trader."Why did you have one in your unit?" asked Candy, but I ignored her."So tell me again why we bought. She had a tight black dress on which emphasised her curves and flaunted her heavy cleavage,which was even more on show because she had chosen to wear no bra.She had black boots on which seemed to highlight her long legs.Despite being in her fifties she was absolutely stunning.The night was enjoyable and towards the end when the dj played some slower tunes she grabbed me tight and held her to me as we danced.I now had a very erect cock which she couldn't have failed to notice.Her hands began to. How topick the right size bra, girdle, and the different kinds of bras for thedifferent clothes we women wear. I was becoming so intrigued with allthis, Joan could see I was like a little girl soaking it all in and soaccepting of my new gender.Our instructor Melissa said, "Now it's time for you all to measure eachother to see if you were paying attention." Jenny looked nervous at theidea and Paula looked terrified. I guess I was used to the idea of other"women" seeing me in my bra and girdle..