"I apologize for the slip-up."I shared a glance with Reddick. I got the distinct impression that while things may have indeed remained strictly profes...ional, Barry Farnsworth had become rather fond of my assistant. I couldn't really blame him; Cassandra was an incredible woman."Tell me what you know," I said, gesturing for Farnsworth to continue."We'd lost Mr. Sharpley. After finding and freezing the final account last February, which brought our total recovery to, ah, 3.97 billion..." 3.96," I. . you command" Good, now knock off the robot talk, you'll talk like a slave not a robot" Yes" And you'll refer to me as Mistress Whitney and you will not awake until you hear the snap, at which point you will remember nothing that has happened" Yes" Yes, what"?"Yes Mistress Whitney" Very good slave" Thank you Mistress Whitney" Yes, you are a good slave, so show me how good and show your beautiful body" Yes Mistress Whitney"And with that she began to remove her shirt, she had a black bra on. Taking her to bed, Steve penetrated her depths and gave her the seed sheneeded to fulfill her transformation. She cried out as she felt her lastmale orgasm. Her male organ shrank inside her and a new labia and vulvaformed. The next morning, the two made love as man and woman for the firsttime.***Steve detailed his story to his bar friends, John, Mark, and Fred. Theyall gave him a skeptical eye while drinking pitchers of beer. "Pics or itdidn't happen," John said skeptically."That's the thing.. Leaving him standing by the vanity, she went into her closet andpulled out a large box.She gave him a hard stare as she placed the box on the bed and removedthe cover. Smiling, she pulled something out and flapped it out in frontof his face. It was a pair of darling sparkling white full cut nylonpanties with rows of ruffled white lace covering the back.Darrell's eyes got as big as saucers when she did that flushing brightred as he realized what she had in mind for him. "Nooo, no please,.