But before vacating, I closed her window blinds and pulled them up barely high enough to leave a small unnoticeable gap so the remote had a clear line...of site. "Everything is set"! I said as I left the room making sure everything was as I found it.A half hour later I heard mom walk into the kitchen to bid me goodbye, (click, click, click). I was stunned in which the way mom was provocatively dressed!My eyes scanned her from head to toe. Her blond, bitchy, shoulder length hair which was usually. Suddenly, the bartender reached into the toilet and pinched my ear with her nails. I felt blood dribble down my earlobe. I started to tear up. “What did I tell you? Open your fucking mouth, idiot.” Not wanting to anger my new boss any further, I opened my mouth. She leaned her head over me and stared for a few seconds. Then, she opened her mouth and slowly dripped a big wad of spit into my mouth. Despite my situation, my erection was throbbing. I watched her glob descend, felt the sliminess as. She had an understanding, a knowledge, that her transformation was more that skin deep. Her hair was how a crimson red, and her chest had settled into a thirty six D and her height was six foot. She had grown two inches in five days.She was more accepting of the internal changes within her. She was more at ease with the sexual exploits of these past few days, with Aimee, with Tina, with the courier, and the nightly visitations. She understood that the visitations where just that, visits. And. This one was more upright and Jennifer stepped up onto the foot rests. She did it facing the rack. Sasha spun her around roughly which caused Jennifer to lose her balance and fall to the floor. Sasha frowned and tossed the little girl up on the rack facing out. She then closed the catches on the poor girls wrists. Quickly closing the rest of the restraints Sasha went over to the counter. She got an instrument and examined Jennifer's eyes. Changing instruments she looked up Jennifer's nose. The.