I finished getting changed and packed my bag. Just before I left the room I saw a pile of gym clothes on the floor in the corner. They were Lesley’s... she was an avid gym goer and that’s how she kept her body in such good shape for her age. Suddenly I had an idea. I looked through the pile and found a pair of leggings, I quickly picked them up and bought the crotch area to my nose. Wow! I got the scent I had been dreaming of all day, my cock went instantly hard. With leggings in hand I started. There the Europeans would make complete asses of themselves and give the Japanese rest one more edge in whatever negations they were holding.Suzy knew the man only to be her father's biggest customer, the man responsible for buying the supplies that the Geisha house needed, including her father's famous sake. She could see from his hard expression as he stared at her father that he was not happy."Your sake does not work."Her father reeled as if struck by the man. The father looked up from his. His free hand fondling her right nipple and giving it a firm pinch. He took the leather part of the leash and rubbed it against her left nipple. She let out a moan as he smacked her left nipple with the handle. She moaned louder as he again smacked the nipple. ‘Good slut’ he said softly, ‘But you have been a naughty slut by touching yourself in the elevator and will be punished.’ How did he know? she thought. The thought had barely formed before he hit each nipple in turn. Each hit harder than. And all hismemories of his life as boy and man whispered that the idea of somemystical transformation from being a rich and beautiful heiress who stoodto inherit all this land was and could only ever be a silly fantasy.Inside his dull-witted brain he actually found himself questioning thereality of it, unsure at times whether it really was all false; that he'dalways been Burt. Surely that was the case. That was the only thing thatmade sense.But then other times he remembered his life as Ann.