From the little hints here and there, Weaver suspected that perhaps Slate had been dead once, kept in storage like a tool that the Shar could pull out...and use as needed. Perhaps there was no Slate left inside this flesh and in its place was only the SharMind. That thought made sudden sense to me, and I shivered.We came at last to stand on a little spit of rock that rose a few feet above the otherwise flat rim of the Black lake. Slate waved his hand, and for a brief moment the black water pulsed. The uniform works well on you, very nice. I wasn’t sure about what we could get away with in terms of hemlines, but Mr Valenetti Senior insisted, and naturally, what he wants, he gets.” Chloe laughed. “When I was at school, the hemlines had to be below the knee. The head would come around with a ruler at assembly to check us out, then we’d roll them up to get the bus home afterwards.” Yasmin curled her full lips into a smile. “You’re not in school now sweetie.” That wink again, fast as a. She tells me that she is a twenty year old college student. She enjoys working here part-time because she can cross-dress freely. She works full Saturdays and from six to mid-night on Wednesdays. Asa finishes with my back down to my waist. She rubs my back with a hot towel to wipe off the oil. She takes out a pillow under the bench for me to rest my head. She pulls up the big towel covering my lower body to cover my back. Now, my lower body is fully exposed. She pours warm oil on my buttocks…. “Dammit. I have a few words for your father when he gets home.” “Ok enough talking, which is it gonna be, look or play?” Rita said smugly. “Oh, and in case you were thinking about finding a loophole, you can't touch each other or rub up against anything either, I know how you think,” I added, feeling proud of myself that I most likely put a stop to any plan they might have had going. They both huffed as mom turned away and kept playing with herself and Aunt Lisa let go of her titties and.