His hands reached down under my skirt, and rubbed my undergarments that now were ruined by my dripping juices. I began to pant and moan as his hands b...gan to undress me. I closed my eyes and bit my lips already feeling as though any moment I could climax under his touch. He stripped me off my clothes tossing them to the side, then looked me over his hands moving over each curve of my body. Down my neck, across the mounds of my breasts, over my stomach and feeling my waist, moving slowly he went. Before I knew it, it turned one AM, I was yawning, and I'd survived my first day alone as Cindy. A little drunk from two bottles of Chablis, I lifted myself from the sofa and returned to my bedroom. I went through the nightly routine again, cleaning up and slipping back into the corset and brushing my new long hair. Thinking back over my day, I realized that it hadn't been all that bad. Yeah, a bit freaky at the beginning, and the middle part was kind of emasculating... but hell, it beat hiding. .little did she know. Then she unexpectedly placed both her high heeled feet in my lap with a very drunken come hither look. Like I said.... I was hard and need to get off so what the heck. I started rubbing her stocking legs and worked my down to her heels. She laid back and closed her eyes. I don't know if she was reliving the earlier event or was in the present tense. All I know is I was getting harder by the second. Her breathing relaxed and I think she drifted off to sleep or just plain. "Youdeserve everything that's about to come to you. You used to be a realperson who cared about other people. You-you were my best friend. But forthe last four years I've watched you step on everyone in your path tobecome miss popular and fool everyone into thinking you're a fuckinggoddess. Including me. Now, you don't even know anyone's name. Well,you're going to lose everything, Zoey Sellers. The bet is just thebeginning."Zoey was angry but there was nothing she could do about it. She.