She put her hair in bunches and this made her look like a schoolgirl in PVC. Jack was going to love her!I myself opted for a little black dress and 5�...� high heels. Putting my wig on and long dangly earrings and matching necklace, the transformation was complete.We looked in the full length mirror side by side and Helen quickly stated “I can’t believe I’m doing this!”I asked her if she was 100% OK to continue, because once she starts, it’s not fair on Jack (or me) if she was to have second. With that plan in mind, I finished my meal, paid for it, and left a good tip.Why am I bothering to do all this paying and tipping, considering my new abilities? Well, I don’t know what happens after I leave this timeline, even though I plan to abandon it. As far as I know, there is no way to get back here to find out if it matters.But “just in case” when I get the opportunity to choose how I should act, I’m gonna choose to be a decent human being regardless of whether it matters in the long run. I say “as if on cue” because she was staring at me the entire time she did all this.“I don’t want to get my shirt stained,” she said, casually.And, just as casually, she reached to pull the bottom of the shirt upwards. There was no doubt but that she was about to take it off. I watched the creamy skin of her belly appear before my startled eyes. I was frozen, five or six green beans impaled on the tines of my fork, which hung, suspended between the plate and my open mouth.Then her plain, white,. Her efforts changedthe shape of his face, and drew attention to his blue eyes. Next she gotbusy with cosmetics, using lipstick, rouge, eye shadow and liner. Whenshe was done he resembled a teenage girl who was trying to emulate aprofessional model. Having his image altered so much undermined what wasleft of Bill's confidence. His wife slapped him on the butt and said,"All right, sweet cheeks. Time for me to find out what it feels like tohave a budding lezzie go down on me. A lezzie who.