. Yeah, sorry, I don't know anything about that.”“That's fine” she said, placing her hands on her hips. “That's not what you're here for.”�...Right. Vanessa said you were having some technical issues?”“Yes, it's the strangest thing. Suddenly, my computer won't turn on at all.”“Nothing happens when you hit the power button?”“Not a thing.”“That sounds like a hardware issue. Can I take a look?”Nadia crossed to her desk and pulled the large, rolling leather chair out of the way. “Please do.”As Josh. "Good, do it again, suck my cock." I moved to it and knew it was going to happen again and it did. She held my head down and again I passed out. Again I woke to her fucking me with the dildo."Again slave." she laughed and again I swallowed the dildo and again passed out, I do not know how many times this happened but I found myself under one of her sons being fucked hard. He filled me and another man mounted me and another until they had all filled me again and again. I was a rag doll now and. I could apply my make-up like a pro and new thesubtleties of day wear to much bolder night wear.Getting comfortable with being out in public took a little more practice.Katy's constant badgering had worked wonders in helping me to pass as areal woman. We frequently went out for lunch; a soup and salad followedby some window shopping at the mall. No one seemed to think I wasanything other than what I portrayed. I could even go in the changingrooms to try on lingerie or dresses without any fear. I looked round and didn?t notice them looking round suspiciously, so presumed that they must have been convinced by my appearance. This encouraged me, so I kept going into the station concourse. My heart thudded in my chest and the whole place seemed much brighter and more open than in the day, due to the lack of passengers. The ?click, click, click? of my heels on the marble floor seemed very loud and made me feel all the more conscious, but the feeling of vulnerability I found to be very.