. You're here for the roof, right?" Yeah... I'll just get on with that and stay out of your way..." said the worker, awkwardly and with shifty eyes. "...ea?" I asked casually. "Sure," came the response. Maybe he didn't care, I thought. I scuttled out of the room, more embarrassed than I've ever been, and made a cup of tea. I've been doing this for years, and finally got sloppy enough to get caught. I brought him back his tea. As I passed a mirror on the way back, I noticed that the reality had. My boss. I quick hit the F9 key. "Walters, you almost done with those reports?" "Yes sir, I should have them by early morning." "Great. Looking forward to it." Oh, my head was racing and my cock throbbing. I couldn't go back to the site right now. I spent the rest of the afternoon doing the damn reports. When I got home that night I grabbed a Guinness out of the fridge the minute I walked through the door. The whole idea of what I was doing was so exciting on various levels. I have always been. When he told me to lie down and didn't retrieve my collar immediately, I was confused and slightly annoyed. I did as I was told though, wondering what this was about.Master removed his clothes as well then, undressing while I watched and I thought I understood finally. He desired me, that was all, perhaps as a woman, even though it seemed to me that I was much more attractive as a dog. Still, the idea of my Master wanting me was a tonic to my nerves and I relaxed, smiling just a little as I. They were smooth and slender. They weren't thick andmuscular from the many errands I ran around town. Each one was coveredin some smooth silk stockings. I couldn't imagine where they came from.My clothes weren't what they used to be. My long shirt lost its sleevesand somehow I felt like there was a short dress on me. As my handstraveled up my taut waist, it felt ticklish. I could still feel howsmooth my skin was even under the dress. I poked my belly button with myfingers. I let out a soft.