“Naughty girl,” she laughed as she turned to me. “Do you taste like Livy?” She kissed me, disappointed to find I had no female scent around my...mouth. I pressed the fingers of my right hand against her lips and she sucked them into her mouth. “Soon, my lovers. Soon,” she whispered to us.We went on in to the TV room where we met to study. Beca jumped up from Joan’s lap and jumped up on me, wrapping her legs around my waist and giving me a kiss. In this position, it was only natural for me to. Still holding the fledgling in his cold embrace, the Master crumpled to the floor.Mia kicked him over onto his back to make certain that he was truly dead, but she had no time to savor her hollow victory. The profusion of candles that Arthur had used to light this place had been scattered; first by his battle with the soldiers and the FBI agent and then by his fight with her. Most had guttered and gone out, but some had come to rest among the piles of dry and moldering wood from the collapsed. Whenever hewas around I was on edge waiting for him to make some disparagingremark or innuendo and he rarely disappointed me.Today he limited himself to asking if he had seen me riding alongCutler's Road and then commented on the weather. Anne came in, kissedJack, said hi to me and as I gathered up my mail and disappeared Icould hear them discussing dinner plans.Mail in hand I sat back in my little space and tried to decide what todo for the rest of the day. One downside of cross dressing was. His body was hairless, except for on hishead and at his groin. His waist narrowed, while his hips and butt becamemuch more rounded.There was a stretching sensation at his chest. His nipples darkened, thenthe flesh beneath them pushed outward to form a pair of perky, very female36-C breasts that threatened to pop the buttons on his shirt.His sandy brown hair lengthened and darkened as it grew down past hisshoulders. His face softened, as well. His early crows feet smoothed out,as his face took a.