She was actually doing her country a service. But Melissa, enthused by what she had seen, had other ideas and one in particular ? revenge."So there yo... go my dear that's how I got involved in all this!" Melissa sighed. "But if revenge was what spurred you why did change me and Sarah?" Grace enquired."Sarah's father is responsible for both of your transformations, he may have appeared religious and straight, but he worked for the organisation recruiting young women for them," Melissa explained. My wavy red hair is hanging down my back pinned back a bit on one side with a bow, furthering my innocent young girl image I want people to believe. My 36D chest is barley hiding in the tightest sweater I own. I push my hands down to flatten out my black pencil skirt that hugs my hips and thighs tightly. At 5'7 I don't need to wear heels but If I'm doing this, I am going all out, black pumps included. I flex my fingers around the steering wheel deciding if I could go through with this. Then I. I finished up my wine, by now it was just after one in the morning, Istretched and told Tony I was going to get ready for bed, he pulled me tohim and gently kissed me, "Ok sexy" he said "I'll be up shortly"I went upstairs and started on my night time routine, undress sort outthe washing for tomorrow (note to self have to see if Tony has anythinghe needs washing) pick up my nightdress, black satin with spaghettistraps reaching about 4" below my booty, gathered under the bust line toemphasise my. "Derek smiled and walked over to me and helped me to my feet. I put myheels back on as Karen looked at me with a smirk. I took my key to theroom and placed it in my blazer's interior pocket. Derek led me downthe hallway. I figured we might be going out.I was startled when we came to a stop, and Derek opened his room'sdoor. Derek brought me into his hotel room and sat me on his queen sizebed. He ran his fingers through my hair as my eyes darted to the groundto avert his lusty glance that I.