And bitter and vindictive. Butthen we had met up again at a party organised by a mutual friend. Sheseemed all sweetness and light. But she must have s...iked my drink...I woke up back in my own bed at home. I still felt rather muzzy. Butthat wasn't the only thing that was strange. Prosthetic siliconebreasts had been firmly glued to my chest. And when I got out of bed Idiscovered that all my body hair had been removed. Including all thehair on my head. In the chair by the bed there was a red. Ms. Whitney inserted a key, and the door made a squeaking sound as it swung open. Inside, we were met with hot, stale air, darkness, and filth. The interior reminded me of Mr. Bennett’s house, except that Uncle Mackey’s and Aunt Elsie’s house was darker. After trying the light switch, and concluding that the electricity had been turned off, I offered to get a flashlight from my truck. ‘I think we should meet at the gazebo, and let the house air out,’ Ms. Whitney suggested, and everyone agreed. Cynthia shuddered, already nearing orgasm, wanting to do some serious edging without orgasm that day. She made Ray stop a moment and hold still, telling him, “Don’t move ... I’m too close...”“I thought you wanted to cum all day,” he said.“Only once ... I want this to be the longest edging I’ve ever done...”“Not going to be easy...”“I know,” she grinned as she pulled away, Ray’s dick slipping out of her wet hole, “that’s part of the fun!”They spent the next three hours popping around to various. I’m a certified public account and run the financial floor for them.”, I replied. “Isn’t that where your sister works, Michelle.”, he asked. “That’s a long story that I sure my mother will tell you all about tonight.”, Michelle replied. “Nice to meet you son.”, he stated, shaking my hand again.We made our way around the house and Michelle introduced me to several family members. Michelle couldn’t stop getting compliments of her appearance but how could I blame them. We finally took a seat on a.