I laid her on my bed, kissed her again, again she moaned. We were both naked. I let my tongue slip into her hot wet mouth, she slid hers into mine. I ...aid next to her, kissing her, feeling her hot little breast. We were like lovers, making out. I then slid my other hand down her belly, rubbing her, feeling her, wanting her. My hand was so hot just touching her. This was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. My hand shakingly, went to her pussy. She was obviously wet. I let my fingers. . Lena and Mark. Rolling and panting and gasping on the living room rug in the wild frenzy of their sensual tensions. Yes, it had seemed real, but it was only an extension of her imagination; it had to be, for certainty a lady like Mrs. Alvaro would never allow untoward advances by a man other than her husband, and certainly not in front of another woman! The whole situation had risen out of some dark, evil cesspool of her sub- conscious, Sharon decided, and she blushed with shame at how she. One of Cathay’s assistants, Gaby, was driven to the dock in a hotel golf cart, and she ran to meet us coming off the yacht with a fist-full of instructions from Cathay as to her schedule, where to find her, and where we were sleeping.“My boss has been beside herself waiting for you to arrive,” Gaby spoke with an urgency that told me that there was more than just schedules on her mind. She was lean and supple. Her breasts competed with her smile for attention, but more than that, Gaby had a true. I remembered that much.I decided to get out of bed and see if Belinda was here in the room somewhere. That's when I got the shock of my life. As I swung my legs out of bed, I realized that I was dressed in short, satin pajamas, and that my feet looked altogether too small.I sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at my legs. They were not my legs at all, but beautiful female legs!I freaked!I stood up and looked in the mirror. I was staring at Belinda in the mirror! Oh My God! I was looking.