"Brandon's head was spinning. "That means ... if I want to be sure thatwe have the contract, then ... I have to change ... now? And stay agirl all w...ek?" He shook his head. "I don't want to be a girl!" hesaid vehemently."Anya simply shrugged. "There's not a lot I can do." You mean you can't just wave your arms and make it so that we have acontract at college Friday?" Brandon sounded like he was almostbegging."I'm not a wishing well," Anya said with a wry smile. "I don't worklike that. . Even though he could certainly afford it, he was happy to sell her, get her monthly allowances of his books, and invest the money in a new pleasure slave that he would enjoy.I understood his position, but still marvelled to myself at how the rich men of this world seemed to lose interest in a woman after she was in her early thirties.We had a drink together, and he toasted to my success with my new pleasure slave. I thanked him.Norton said it was time for his afternoon ‘nap,’ which I took to. "Hello Julie," I said."Hello Vanessa," she replied.She walked through into the lounge and slumped onto the couch, "Oh Vanessa what a day. I tell you I’m exhausted." Oh come on Julie. Just how hard can a day at college be?"Julie laughed, "Oh Vanessa I know it’s silly but I really feel worn out, I’ve been all over college today. It seems like every lesson was at the opposite end of the college. I feel as though I’ve walked miles. And my neck aches like hell."I smiled at her. "Well that’s. I couldn't help myself, I leaned forward and flicked my tongue across her clitoral hood. Chloe moaned briefly, then pushed me back on the couch, away from her, her panties not even past her knees yet."You said you weren't going to take my virginity!" she exclaimed."I'm not! I just wanted a taste of that delicious looking pussy of yours," I replied. She looked sheepish when I said "pussy"."Pussy? That word scared you?" I asked."Well, no... But it's not how I refer to it. I just call it my.