" Yes," she said.I was taken into another room, when Miss said, "See you in a short whilePansy," and gave me one of her sly smiles.When I finally came...out, Miss looked at me and said, "There I told youthat this would save you some time didn't I and they have made a perfectjob on you to."What had they done to me? I found out when I looked into the mirror.I had my where my eyeliner was had been removed, and a black eyelinertattooed on, my lips had been tattooed red with a darker red liner. As she walked back to her office, the patter of her high heels echoing inthe quiet corridor seemed to accentuate her loneliness.*****Veronique answered the door to her apartment dressed in a cream silknightgown. She was angry that Taylor had come to her in the early hoursof the morning and would have turned her away if she hadn't sounded sodistressed over the intercom."What? You couldn't call?" Veronique said sharply as Taylor burst intoher apartment.Veronique closed the door and locked it and. "I'll take all my clothes off in front of the lot of them. Maybe I'll let them feel me up too." You wouldn't dare," I said."Wanna bet?" That you won't do a strip show for all those guys in there? Okay, I'll bet you fifty pounds that you don't do it."As soon as I had spoken she stood up and headed for the pub. I had no idea whether she would go through with it or not. I went up to the window and saw her speak to the barman, then she walked over to a jukebox in the corner. I picked up our beers. "On your hands and knees, sweetie," O'Donnell had a grip on his neck and turned him until he was facing Lindsey. "It's time you showed your wife that you really want to be a pussy boy!" Steven O'Donnell added more KY gel to his cock and clambered up between the legs of the young husband. "It's time, Stevie - I want you to be a good fucking pussy for me."Reaching under Steve, O'Donnell found the other man's penis. It had shrunk down to nothing but was leaking like crazy. "You don't have much of.