A beautiful, long, curly haired brunette babe wearing a tight, black bikini, see through short,white sarong, and strappy, flesh toned strappy heels s...ared right at her old friend, half-naked and fucking his wife in somebody else's living room. Her face would remind you a bit of Stephanie McMahon, with dimples, but not nearly as slutty looking. She looks like the babe that could serve you at a coffee shop, or an intern secretary at the doctors' office.She smirked, "Caught red handed! Or red. When I entered, the first person I run into was the manager currently on duty. “Why the hell are you late?”“I had to make sure my stepsister-to-be was OK. Besides, who the hell calls an employee to work when said employee has the day off?”“Watch your mouth!!!” my manager said angrily.“Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.” I said, begrudgingly.“Now get to work!!”As you can tell, I hate my manager. At least this one. We have a couple of managers, but normally, only one or two are on duty at one given time. It’s. How did... When did... Oh hell. I still can't leave you like this." Please, you have to. Don't make me force you to do it." Karen said as she tried to catch his eyes."Like I'd let you look into my eyes that long. Yes I've seen you do things for the passed week. I'd love... Karen!!!" Tal was interrupted as Karen curled onto her side."Please, Do what I ask. I need a healer. Go to them, help them, then bring them all back here to me. Please." Karen said through gritted teeth.Tal knew by what he. Though not mentioned, it was clear now that I was beingtrained and groomed for a life like my girlfriends'-as a pamperedpussy-boy plaything for this secret men's club. My silly dreams ofclaiming all the joys and privileges of girlhood were actually real andpossible. The thought of this was frightening-especially what otherpeople would think-but my days of worrying always came back to therealization that I couldn't not do it.The next time I saw Shauna outside school, she didn't say anythingabout.