She sat behind her desk a very lonely woman, her dominance had driven everyone away that she could have been close to, and she never quite got used to...being "the bitch" and "cobweb cunt," which were some of the nicknames she had overheard for herself. At 47, she was still an attractive woman, her auburn hair hung to her shoulders and she kept it styled nice, her steel blue eyes still had a sparkle and her supple 36c tits still had men gazing at her, not to mention her 34 hips and long slender. The night before we are to meet, you tell me to shave off all of my body hair, making me feel smooth and vulnerable.You text me: 'Send me a picture so that I can see that you did it properly'Why I am obeying him?But I do.In a daze I go to the hotel and get ready.I shower and make sure my body is smooth and clean.I put on my makeup and paint my nails pink as you told me to. I slip on my red high heels.I look at my slender legs and waist in the mirror as I put on perfume. Then I hear a knock on. They got me another lap dance, and this time I had to hold backmy enjoyment to avoid coming off as a lesbian.Finally, we made our way back to the limo and soon we had arrived at achapel. We went inside and were led to a room where the girls and Ichanged for the wedding. The people at the chapel knew of the situationand told us it wasn't the first gender switch wedding they hadperformed, but I was definitely one of the best looking gender-switchedbrides that they had seen. I also got another. So far, they had yet to find any more of the bugs, but they stillchecked regularly.Odds were, they were planted by a janitor that was on a late shift withaccess to the precinct's offices. He was still following that lead, butthe company employed by the city used so many transients that it wasalmost impossible to track every particular worker that might have beenemployed at any given time. Especially with so many false names, andborrowed ID's used by the influx of immigrants from all over the.