"We want your real hair to get shoulder length." When I was finished I had stunning dirty blond hair that had bug curls in the ends which fell just be...low my shoulders. "Sasha, you look incredible. Do forget to change and I'll see you in the car." Victoria handed me a small bag and walked out. I went into the bathroom and took at my new clothes. A high waisted thong in electric blue, knee high socks, short shorts, and low cut long sleeve shirt. I had just taken my clothes off and almost. Tyres were replaced and springs checked. A washing line was strung between two of the palm trees holding their cleaned clothing.The Prof had developed his photographs and delivered them to Shaun in an envelope. “She’s a beautiful girl boss”, was his only comment. Shaun realised some were a little daring as he gazed at them. Her long slender legs that merged into her thighs and hips, the flatness of her stomach. Her small but rounded breasts. Her long slender neck with the heart shaped face. .?" Fred began."It's just to protect ourselves in case a client causes... problems," mymother interrupted.No doubt she was concerned that I would be angry that they had filmed myvarious transformations, and she was right, but that wasn't what was on mymind right now."I don't suppose it was running over last weekend, was it?" I asked."It's triggered by a motion sensor, but Vera sometimes turns it off whenshe's alone." Fred had seen my point of course, and was getting excited."She did have a. He had long shaggy, greying hair, which matched a big, fluffy Van Dyke beard. When he took off his jacket, his arms were covered in intricate tattoos, and when his hair moved, I could see six or seven rings in each ear. “Smoke?” A tall, fat, bald man asked, as he offered his cigarettes. I was shaking as he lit my cigarette. “I’m sorry, it’s just that…. You know……I thought……oh shit! I’m sorry!” I was flustered and frightened.As I said this, two of the gang were standing beside my car, pissing.