Chapter Eight - Becoming Michelle.David had quite a night to himself. Immersing himself in the femininityof Michelle after his unwillingly self expos...ng shopping trip, he haddecided to both seize and savour the opportunity to dress fully asMichelle for the remainder of his precious weeks holiday from hisrelentlessly unsatisfying employment.That night his shame, confusion and self anger had cascaded into sweetfeminine indulgence as he had greedily and enthusiastically pulled fromMichelle's. " She laughed a bit sadly. "I did find out why people thought he was, though. It's an old story. I was young and impressionable. He was handsome and very smooth. My lack of experience with men made me an easy target. He seduced me, and of course, little twit that I was, I completely fell in love."We ended up working for some Washington think tank. They gave the University a big grant. Based, of course, on my work. Thing was, only Bobbie's name was on it. He said it was because I was such an. Stevenson. Stevenson. Ah yea. Salt’n’Pepper Man with the fancy suit. I push through the haze. Jack Stevenson: Oak-Town’s recently elected major. Signed off on my early release for ‘good behavior’. Said he wanted to reform the justice system. End over-sentencing. End abuse of power and money. I’d been in too long. Was dealt a bad hand by a Russian dead set on revenge for his daughter. I’d be his poster-child of rehabilitation. Help him win political capital.The Man chose poorly.Bitterly, I say,. Within seconds, I felt her tremor received the reward of fresh warm flowing nectar on my lips, dribbling down to my chin and onto the dirt floor in a puddle. She rapidly went down all the way on his cock, completely swallowing it in her mouth, holding him there with her face buried in his pubic hairs. It was too much for him, and I felt her body jerk as he unloaded his cum deep in her throat. Not satisfied still, she continued to manipulate his cock in her mouth insuring that it would remain.