"Believe me, I was less suited for the duty when my late husband first tasked me with it. Are you planning to live in London?" We are not fully decide...," Rose temporised. "My husband is looking into opportunities with His Lordship's help." Should not be too difficult. Come to think of it, Anita Heyworth's house still has not sold. It is a charming property, right on the river." Should I know that name?" Rose asked."No, my dear. She retired from the stage in the '30s. She was exceedingly famous. ’ Marty nodded, having encountered that more than she would like to admit. ‘She hasn’t thrown herself at me or acted different when we were alone.’ ‘Thank goodness, it’s really embarrassing when they do that, makes me wonder what I was thinking.’ Marty was recalling two years ago when she had invited a girl from work to taste test and found her on her knees pulling at the fastenings of her cousins jeans. Apparently she wanted to taste him first. Gage blushed, thinking about that specific. He pulls out the pipe and says here's your problem. He says he can fix it.He goes out to his truck and comes in with a few more tools and a new pipe. I follow him back down the steps, and squat down in front of him with my legs spread and an easy view fro him to see my wet shaved pussy. He looks over to me and smiles. I can see he is getting hard, from his viewing.I lose my balance and fall on to of him, grabbing his dick as i fall on him. I laughed and said excuse me as I lifted myself. There could be no doubt he had been a wolf all along and hiding in her sheep’s clothing.Imagine her shock when she sat up, looked down, and saw that she too was naked. All her hair was gone too. From the reddish fuzz on her legs, up her slim, womanly body to her shoulders and on her back, it was all gone. The lustrous green head hair she pampered—gone. The red eyebrows and lashes—gone. The red freckles on her bare chest, well, those were still there.Leafy, err Red, rubbed her eyes and noted.