Pandora stepped back, revealing the monitor with blood red numbers: "00:15, 00:14, 00:13..."She knelt down to whisper in his ear. "Sorry if you though... that was the countdown for the timer. I just wanted the crowd to count down your orgasm, you filthy rapist." John's head was turned upward again. Melinda slid down, putting the mouth of her pussy right over this mouth, still held firmly open by the ring gag.Pandora continued, "There, now the time is up ... I suppose my favorite initiates are. But E has always insisted that I "work on my face"for at least half an hour each day. When I complained that it was boringor unnatural, she just laughed and told me that I would need to acceptmany boring and unnatural things as a girl. "So many trifles! So manydetails!" she had said. "Welcome to your life, sis."Closely related to make-up are my hair and nails. Manis and pedis weresome of the first steps I took down this road, and I have had immaculatenails for the past couple of years. I. First, Jilldemonstrated the proper usage of make up. Then, for about two hours, Ifound just how artistic a woman has to be as I applied various creams,paints and powders, only to remove them to start over again and again.Finally, she was satisfied that I understood the basic rudiments and saidthat I could become proficient with a few months of practice. I did nottell her that I hoped to be back in my own body by the next day or so. Atworst, Jim had said that he would give me my body back in a. When did my physical inferiority to 90% of all my fellow mansuddenly become a positive?"I think I'm jealous," Max said. "So, you two? Dating?" Oh no!" I said. "We just met and he invited me to a club. I was justbored." And are you bored now?" Max said."No. Not anymore." I smiled up at him and he leaned down. I saw itcoming a little late. I was replaying our chit chat in my mind, enjoyinghis strong hands on my buttocks, his penis growing harder as it slid upand down my belly, he grinded into me.