Looking into the mirror, she'd seen someone else – someone as alien as her fingernails.Juliana remembered how utterly destroyed she'd felt, back at ...he doctor's office. She'd asked the man for time. He'd closed his eyes and nodded."Take all the time you need," he said. "But remember it's not your time; it's your husband's time."She'd left the villa and took a bus back to the small flat they shared. She had to work that evening, but she decided to call in sick. It would cost her tips, but she. All this had really made me feel that I was behind in my own life. The only real accomplishment I've made is my football scholarship. Dad says I should take pride in it, that it's not a simple feat, but sports have always come so easily to me. I barely had to work for it, it certainly didn't make me feel like I earned anything.I moved to a dorm in my college, didn't even need to, campus is a short bus ride from where I live with my parents but I needed to feel independent. Anything at all. She was in her early thirties, almost as tall as he was -six-two. Shucks, her parents must have been feeding her something rich. She was lean, nothing outstanding in the tit department, boyish hips but it was of little interest as he was unlikely to get himself parked in there. Oh goodness, look at those legs below her short shorts – they were top babe material. Staring at the legs Bass looked up to find Miss Masters staring at him, coldly. ‘Are you into martial arts, Mr Togood.’ ‘No, not. Sexy and obscene at the same time. She seems to assume a different personality when she puts it on. When we started out together, I was the dominant one but little by little she took control. Even her lingerie has changed. She used come to me in a lovely bra and panty set or a thong. But now, she shows up in various corsets, fishnets, thigh high stockings, catsuits and the like. She told me that wearing the strap-on makes her feel empowered. Her newfound confidence is immensely obvious. A wave.