"Susan!" Nothing. "Susan!" He bellowed. Not a sound from behind the closed door.He started to pound on the door. "Susan, open this door, or you will b... very sorry!" He could be talking to a door. He resumed the pounding. The number of onlookers who stopped browsing in favor of the new spectacle started to grow."What's happening here?" A slightly older woman appeared at the side of the pounding man. She was dressed in a uniform similar to the salesgirl who was twisting her hands nervously on the. His mom was verydistant, cold, and gave the impression that she resented having children.Beth/Ken knew that much of this resentment, and coldness came from the factthat she had Ken so early in life. His mom gave birth to him when she was19. She was a farm girl who had married the first guy that would get her offof the farm. In a funny turn of events, Beth really understood Ken's mom(and his dad who had to drop out of college when Ken was born) better, andwhy she did some of the things that she. Very softly she works her way up to my lips. We kiss.OH my gosh, her mouth is so soft and full. Our tongues findeach other and dance softly around each others mouth. I’mgetting dizzy. This is incredible, the feel of this womanis so sweet. I want her so bad. I reach down and feel herbreast. It’s warm and firm in my hand. I want to taste her.The song ends and we reluctantly part, we walk togetherback to the tables.When I sit down, you whisper in my ear,”Baby, that wasbeautiful.. ” The Perv said.Looking into his mirrored glasses she saw her nails lengthen to about 2 and a half inches, and her hands shrank to that of a young girl. Her tits looked absolutely massive in these small hands.“Let’s finish off your body now, as much fun that I’m having here, I do have another client on my schedule today. Let’s Make the waist incredibly small for a nice hourglass figure. Give you a nice large ass. Something that just can’t stop jiggling with each step. Larger than those.