”“I’ll teach you,” I said.And I did. We got directions from reception and ate at Yang Sing, said to be the most famous Chinese restaurant in E...rope.It took less than ten minutes to walk there, past the Central Library, to Princess Street then down until we saw the huge Chinese arch, and quickly found the right place.After a twenty minute wait, we were shown to our table by a young Chinese man, who obviously took a shine to Charlie, and a carafe of iced water was placed on the table.We ordered. Martine was not late to come forward and stand over me, letting me see upbetween her legs as she placed a leg on each side of my head, before sheslowly went down to sit on me. She didn't have the same touch as Stephanieand squashed me tight between her thighs, so I had a hard time breathing,but as she forced her golden juice into my mouth, I forgot about breathingfor a while and concentrated wholly on downing Martine's love potion. Isucceeded and afterwards sucked her clean to her great. She looked at her dirty clothes, her hands, and between her legs, and she found she was the taxi driver now. Yes she was a man, a middle age man with beer belly. Yes, boy has little penis and girl has vagina. No, your mother isn't thinking about getting a little brother for you two now. Now can we get back to the story?So poor little Cindy just sat there and a few minutes later she started her new life as the taxi driver. Her beautiful body was gone. The taxi came to life, went back on the road. She could also sway her hips from side to side. Her head was barely mobile. She could look either left or right, but lifting her head was impossible. She also couldn’t straighten up. She was bent over a well-padded sawhorse. Around her neck was a leather collar, which had a chain attached to it. The chain connected to an eyebolt in the concrete floor. Her wrists were tied tightly behind her. Her elbows were bound as well. Her ankles were bound to the legs of the sawhorse. The legs of.