I waited for maybe 30 seconds.I rang the bell again.Still nothing. Another 30 second waitI rang it a third time.All hell broke lose!“All right, All ...ight, I’m bloody coming,” came a booming voice from an even smaller room behind the office. A man in his late fifties wearing flight overalls with the name Moore above the left breast pocket shuffled into the room, seeing me standing by his desk he mumbled something that sounded a lot like “Bloody impatient kids, always in a hurry.” Which I’m quite. * The firelight lit up the wooden walls with a glow, the house quiet all except for the crackle of the logs in the hearth. Outside the window, I could slightly see the glow of the moon through the forbidding rain clouds, but the whistle of the wind outside foretold of a night without moonlight to guide Ramsey back home. After my warm bath I let my long brown and auburn hair dry on my bare back. My young pert breasts gleaming in the firelight, I lay on our bed under a small, soft blanket. "You have two wishes. How may I serve you?" What?" Jane asked. "Why only two wishes?"The genie knew Jane would not remember Jim's wish to become female, since everybody (including Jane) believed she had always been female. "Do you wish to know the answer to that question, Mistress?" asked the genie.Jane quickly realized that she had almost wasted a wish. She needed to be very careful, lest she blow this opportunity. And she knew exactly what she wanted, a wish she had been making all her. . and it was making me quite hot and bothered down between my legs, warm and sweaty and moist, and my own nipples were stiffening as the palms of my hands rubbed once again across my teacher’s tits. Then, she took things a stage further.‘To capture the essence of something you must open up all your senses, Selina; not just sight, and even not just touch as well – you need to taste it, to smell it!’Miss Reeve reached gently behind my head, and drew my face down towards the breasts that were.