He finally let go of my head, dressed, and headed out. "Yeah, you're good," he said before the door closed. I was still dripping in semen and kneeling...in a daze with what just happened when the door opened again. A wholly new guy stepped in."Frank tells me you like to play," he said as he removed his clothes. Like the previous guy, he walked up to me and waved his growing dick in my face. "Take my cock, pig."I was nude, caged, and dipping semen. There was no denying what had just happened. What. She smiled and waved. ‘Time to check my email,’ Tracy said in an undertone. As she turned back to her screen, she was pleased to see an email from one of her favorite clients, Mrs. Hillson, requesting a centerpiece for a dinner party. Mrs. Hillson was Tracy’s favorite type of client: wealthy, appreciates quality, knows what she wants but also allows Tracy artistic freedom. Attached to the email was a photo of Mrs. Hillson’s dining room and table, a ten foot rectangle which was almost as big as. One day, Mr. Banks, my fifty something balding boss, called me into his office. Vic, you have been with us for a while now and you have been doing a fine job. Don Wilson is going to be retiring and we will be needing a new department manager. I am considering you for the position. Would you be interested? Yes Sir, was my prompt answer. Come with me to dinner at Ralphs this evening and we will talk about the job requirements. Meet me there at seven. Again my answer was, Yes Sir. Ralphs was one. "I... I don't know," she said. "Howabout... how about if you be a girl until the end of the Easter holiday?Then, when the holiday's over, you go back to school as a boy again. Butyou can still wear your girl clothes to go to Brownies and dancing untilthe Summer Holidays. How does that sound?" No, mummy," I said, "that wouldn't be the same. My friends wouldn'tknow if I was a boy or a girl. And Tristram has never seen me as a boy,so he would be very confused when we dance together." Well," said.