Were we could finish this in more comfort. We quickly straighten up and left. I followed them into the parking lot, to a big Cadillac and was asked to...follow them. I followed for about 20 miles to a suburban neighborhood to a average middle income house. they were not the best looking couple, He was smaller framed thinning hairline and glasses. She on the heaver side, big butt, short brown hair, saggy tits. But here we were, so I followed them inside. Up on entering the house we went into. I'm getting faster. In only thirty minutes, Ellen's face replaces myown. A much easier canvas to work with. I squeeze out a few drops ofprimer, and give my fake face a base coat. I turn my attention to myeyebrows, plucking a couple of errant hairs that have strayed from theshape Vicki tortured them into. With a pencil I fill them in, not toothick, slightly out of fashion -- coloring-in for adult women. I turnmy head this way and that, checking that they're even, before openingthe trays of. One time they actually called the cops because they thought I was hurting the poor girl. Of course there were times when I thought she would hurt me or worse. Face to face I see her eyes turned bl**d shot, her teeth growing into fangs, and her tongue lashing at me like a whip. In time I learned to trust her instincts. She assured me her transformation is due to a****l lust and she had no intention of eating me alive. I shudder to think. ‘Fuck me!’, she roared, ‘fuck me!’ She was a scary sight. On one such afternoon he asked me about my activities in my absence. I told him a fake story, not what I actually did but a bogus story which I had in my mind. I told him that I was working in a posh restaurant in Kolkata. As we were completely free he asked me to elaborate about the place more. In a secret manner I asked him to come closer. Pretending as I was telling him some very secret thing. He came closer; I told him that the manager in that restaurant was a cunning man. He was having a.