. different. Not nearly as nourishing as what she’d been fixing us, but more pleasing to my palate.“Before I commit a social faux pas, I have to a...k something about this ... what do you call it?”“A ‘Double Whopper’ with cheese,” Betty said.“I can tell that this is not as nourishing as the food you have prepared for us by hand. But there is something about the flavor and taste of it that is incredibly pleasing to my taste buds. Why is that?”“Because these are all flame broiled, and they have. She was drop dead gorgeous! Looking for a job. "Who wouldn't hire her?" I thought as I watched her going out the door. It was almost impossible to believe that the beautiful creature that I saw getting into her little Fiat, all dressed up, was the same Priscilla who usually was in a little cotton peasant dress, or jeans and t-shirts. It was as if she could just transform herself. She was back in three hours. No job! But an idea! "Mary Kay!" she said. "Who is Mary Kay?" I was already properly. Well,.....what would I get in return?” I said trying to sound like I was half joking. I would do anything to touch Austin’s dick, but I didn’t want the guys to know that. “I wish I could have my dick sucked right now,” Matty said. “If you suck Matty and me off I will jerk your cock off,” Austin said. “Yeah,,, sure,” I said, trying to sound somewhat reluctant. “Are you serous?” Austin asked. “Yeah,” I said. “If you are?,” I said. “Ok,,,, suck Matt first,,,, and then me and then I will jerk you. I didn’t have to wait for His fingers to emerge glistening, I could smell her scent all the way across the room. Yes, she was haughty and defiant, but somewhere under the attitude a slut loomed begging to be brought to the surface and I intended to do just that. In past exercises, the transformation was something to behold. Breathtaking actually. I always felt a surge of pride to have participated in such a spectacular event. Kay’s transformation would prove to be the most intense and beautiful.