His eyes dropped from Melissa's face, down over the cone shaped hills past the pinched waist and settled at the flair of the twenty-one year old's hip....He estimated that the hem of the girl's dress was no more than two inches below the crotch of her panties. He suddenly found himself wondering about the status of her pubic hair. He was experienced enough to know that it was a virtual certainty that she trimmed, the question was how much. He regretted the thought and the twitch. His eyes shot. I'm Judy Jeffries and I came to apply for a job that was advertised." Her face fell as she added, "I'm sure it's filled by now, though." Then she looked at Kathy, puzzled, and said, "But why aren't you sitting behind the reception desk? I mean..." Because I'm not the receptionist. I'm applying for a job here, too." She hurriedly added, "As a secretary, though, not a receptionist. The turkeys that run this place went out to a meeting or something and asked me to tell anyone who came in just to. Nicole?" She said that to me as she pressed the button. I fell to the floor and blacked out.When I awoke I saw her and two other women looking down at me. They smiled and said, "Good morning dear." As I sat up I felt a familiar weight on my chest, and my body felt smaller than it did last time I could move. When I realized that I had curly brown hair in my face I knew what was going on. I was still female!I sat up and looked at my body, felt it all over, and it felt kind of strange. I felt my. It did take a bit of explaining as to why they had to turn down a number of social invitations, but it also meant that Claire was usually passed out, either in the spare bedroom or on the couch downstairs by the time Laura arrived for their midnight trysts and he therefore had his daughter all to himself.Shanti decided it was almost time for her to move on. Just a couple of more things to take care of.It was a weekend and Laura having just returned from town, couldn't wait to share the news.