A good night’s haul, and the night was still oh! so very young. Back in the dressing room, she watched as Lucinda exchanged her drab clothes for st...cking, heels and a tight latex skirt which just about hid the splendid melons of her breast and obscured only the tiniest of thongs. She stood behind Lucinda, and placed her hands on the girl’s bare shoulders, and smiled at her reflection in the mirror with its newly applied bright red lipstick. “It’s going to be so good, isn’t it?” she gushed. I did learn a few good moves just by watching, listening, and being the bumbling sex fiend.For the first few months, I felt like I had run a marathon every day. I was bone tired with sore muscles and more than a few bruises. Near the end of the second month, I realized the pain and tiredness was bearable. I was even looking forward to doing my exercises.More surprising was how well the ball room dancing was going. In each of the three classes, I had a few ladies insisting on being my partner. I. "Woman, if I knew about you before Paula did. You would be my sexy maid."Samantha blushed. "Would you have kept me as a boy or turn me into a girl?" Girl obviously, I want to see ass and boobies jiggle, when I fuck my prey," Tracy chuckled. "Anyway, I will show you the small staffroom we have and my office, then let you meet the girls and let you get on with your job."Tracy showed Samantha those two rooms and the latter got to meet a few of the girls that were in the shop. Then the pair went. “Eloquent as ever, darling. Go put that away.”“Would you like a tour, miss?” I ask when I come back into the room from the hallway closet.“Maybe later. For now, take me to your bedroom.”I’m glad I had a few moments when I got home from the bar to straighten up my room. I didn’t know we would end up here when I left for work this morning and my usual mountain of discarded clothing options were all over.When we get to the bedroom, Lauren puts her duffle bag down by the door and then goes to grab.