I say back at my table but now on the other side, so I could see my observers and carried on eating. They seemed to be lusting over me and whispering...about me, or was that my arrogance?They watched me for a few minutes smiling, before getting up and leaving. I could feel disappointment through my body. I did not want anything to happen but I was disappointed that it did not.I finished off my meal and as I exited the doors into the late evening darkness, the guys were there waiting, they saw. I'd always secretly loved the room, the old four poster bed, the rich wood. I couldn't help but remember the nights when I was eight or nine or ten and had run into this room and jumped into daddy's warm bed as a thunder storm had raged overhead.Crying, I'd soon fall asleep in his reassuring arms... invariably wake up the next morning snug in my own bed.And now I was spying on him... rifling through his drawers... looking for... They weren't even hidden. The third drawer I opened revealed his. He yells out in pain at this movement as she continues to pound him as hard and as fast as she can. Not stopping to put the ball gag in his mouth as she pounds away at his ass hole making him scream in pain at this point. She pulls out of him really fast and hard. She gets in front of him and forces his head down on the strap on and makes him suck it. She looks at him wondering what he is thinking about, but not caring about it. She smirks and shoves his head down on it making him gag. She was. He found her waiting at the door upon his arrival and kissed him warmly and deeply once inside the house. He returned the kiss but Cassandra stopped telling him it was time to bring Lana out. The makeup was already laid out on the dressing table in Cassandra's bedroom and he began the long process of becoming Lana again. Two hours later Lana had returned and once again Cassandra was blown away by the transformation of Lance into Lana."Welcome back," Cassandra said kissing the stunning.