Bell hesitated, then sat on the bed beside Rebecca, took Millie's hand, and looked at us."The Attorney General got a call just before they left, which...is why it took so long for them to depart. It seems the jet service you use has been compromised, and the G-5 you booked might, and I do mean might, have a bomb placed on board."Rebecca gasped, Millie cried out, and Colleen balled her fists like she was getting ready to rip someone apart. Mr. Bell continued. "The DOJ is sending one of their G-5's. "And he could turn them into any woman he wanted to."All three women had crossed their arms over their chests. I had crossed the line into unbelievability."For example," I said, "he could turn a doll into his mom's friend, Mrs. Johnson, and learn that stockings make her feel incredibly sexy." Oh my God," Shelly exclaimed, her hand over her mouth."Or he could turn a doll into his teacher, Ms. Dodge, and learn that she might need to be invited over for Thanksgiving dinner." Oh my God."Now it was. I was still partly in shock from being taken by her, having my bodystolen and taken with it, plus my company, that had been built up over20 years, would be merged with another, ceasing to exist essentially.Taking out a handful of hundred dollar bills, at least $2500, he put itin my purse, then tied my top between my heaving breasts. "You'll cometo love having breasts Hillary, you;ll enjoy playing with them, and sowill your clients," she soflty told me as she caressed them, sendingpleasurable. Her eyes were wide and sparkling with excitement and her smile was bright, genuine and infectious. I grinned back at her, "What is it?" "I need your help with something?" she said. "Is it school related?" "No." she answered as she began to fumble with her fingers. "Actually it's sexual." The pen and pad dropped out of my grasp. My interest was piqued. "What?" "I need you to teach me how to masturbate." she whispered. I squinted my eyes at her looking for a sign that she was that was some kind.