Saying this another way – the book is fiction. Chapter Bedroom Ruth My name is Ruth, star of the silver screen.I am in a bedroom that was once us...d by JFK and Marilyn and I am about totry to live out a fantasy. I have on a special necklace with a large ring.It's not really a necklace but it is around my throat. A soft pink satinblindfold rests across my forehead. I have a set of beads that hang froma string around my hips that hide my sex but provide it no protection. MistressAmanda is. " But I'm not a girl," Stan said."If the Organization say's that you're a girl, then you're a girl. Anyother questions Jennifer," Susan said."How about John Stiles, he's gay, that would be easier, and then Jenniferwould pass as his girl, and no one ask questions about it," Alice said."I'm not going to be a girl of a fag," Stan said with a little anger."You're time is running out Jennifer, see why you need to have one readyin your mind. If you don't then you will answer the question with. Nobody will ever treat you wrong again."We didn't walk as far as I wanted to but I couldn't concentrate any more so we decided to go back again and take a shower—separate showers. I went in first so I was sitting on the couch thinking about her while she was under the shower. I got really turned on thinking about her. Her big, perky breasts and her round, bubble butt were all I could think about. She came out only with a towel wrapped around her. "This doesn't help at all," I thought to. .. It is impossible to describe what it feels to gently, firmly, gently work the lotion into my pores. I take my time. There is no rush, paying particular attention to my elbows, wrists, knees, and ankles. Soft... Men love the softness of these areas, for it is all they ever get to see or touch.A "tease" you say? No... And, yes... A huntress. My prey? The perfect man, perfectly Man, so very perfectly manly. He is an elusive prey, and he needs to be coaxed into the open. My bait? Well, She, of.