They did, of course, have their bottle of wine, but did not offer any to Liam and Meredith. Having become newly class conscious, Liam tried to determi...e whether his parents were simply being nice by not overwhelming Meredith with their grandeur or if they simply didn’t want to waste a fancy meal on a servant. He rather thought both options were at play.“Meredith, we want to officially welcome you to the staff here at Buxton House. And you are the first to be added to Liam’s staff. It has been a. I find the enemas you administer to be plenty erotic. But...”“But what?”“I’ve never been drawn to other women, Ethan. I don’t have any latent gay tendencies ... but...”“But what?”“Something about this photograph ... her website ... intrigues me. I wonder what one of Mistress Erica’s enemas would be like.”“Only one way to find out,” I replied.“No. I’m not gonna. But...”“But what?”“Would there be a way to incorporate some aspect of this in our enema play?”“I don’t give punishment enemas,” I. I touch the legs, thighs, hips,sides, it kinda looks like a police pat down, only with one arm. More andmore of me is transferred over to the previous mannequin becoming flesh,only of the oposite gender I walked in. I touch the head then the face.I only have one last thing to touch. The left arm. With this completed Iam well complete. I am now female. Didn't see that one coming today!Or this one. The mannequin suddenly comes to life. "Where do you thinkyour going?" Without Skipping a. His blood was pumping with excitement, laced with a healthy dose of alcohol. He felt something in the pit of his stomach he could not quite place. He was aroused and starting to feel angry at the woman in front of him. It was like she was taunting him. He found himself wanting to gently touch her skin. He wanted to slap her. He drank down the last of his rye as he felt himself grow harder. He placed the glass on the table next to him and stood up. Feeling his cock straining against his black.