.." I should have stuck to my gut instinct and said no to meeting you." Look, I'm sorry. I was held up at work that's why I was late. I did try to cal... you."I took out my phone and stared at it, the battery had died. I looked up at him, he was already staring at me."So do you still blame me?" He asked.I paused for a bit. "No, I'm sorry..." Don't be, I'm sorry. I know how much this meant to you and I'll make up for it."---Everything was just like it was when I left it. It still felt and smelt. "Shewould be a valuable asset. We could void the money she owes us that herinsurance wouldn't pay and when that is paid we can give her credit orcash."Janine agreed, "I think she may be an asset as well. Hire her."Susan led me back to Bridgette and we began filling out the properpaperwork.The next day I visited Jena in the morning. We both had to go to workthat evening. I had to cover a town meeting while Jena was writing astory about a business expanding out of the area. I told Jena about. She grinnedslightly at how stretched her nightgown was by her body. As usual atmidnight she'd turned into a buxom, gorgeous adult woman. The pounding on the door increased as she reached for the knob, "Holdyour water!", she snarled. When the door opened her exact twin stood there in male clothing. "Paul!?", she gasped at the woman before her. She saw Paul turn and noticed the ten men in black racing up thesidewalk. "Wait....do those guys have boobs!?", she gasped. Paul. His mouth would be hanging open, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, it would be hilarious. Of course the funny would only last for a few seconds, then the sky would split open and all hell would rain down. The carnage would be extreme.I was licking pussy and enjoying it, but there was still a little problem with my conscience. I felt really bad about myself for being so weak, and for cheating, and for doing immoral things. In fact, I felt so guilty about what I was doing, that I.