.something respectable. How's business, Roxie?” I rolled my eyes making a face when saying formal. “Well hello handsome…,” she purred at my ...ather. “Focus, Roxie.” I snapped my fingers. “It's good Cara, especially with my loyal customers like you. Oh speaking of all things formal, I've got the very thing that will look perfect on you!” Roxie squeaked. “Sit…sit, please.” She guided us to the seating area and scurried off into the back of the shop. My father looked around in astonishment at. When i got it i hide the price from harvey i handed the chegue back over along with my credit card we waited and i got my card back and proof of purchase. on are way out the i thank everyone that had served us apart from the man who thought he was better i walked up to him and said "you need a attitude ajustment just becuase we are 18 doesnt mean we cant afford places like this" we left and the door man said got for you younge man i smiled again at him and said goodnight sir back in harvey's. The following morning he awoke feeling a little sore. At first he thought it was his own abuse of this delicious new body then he realised his skin felt as though it had bedsores. For a moment he thought he might be 'shedding' his skin again ad resuming his Male persona.'Thank God!' he thought, 'now I can get on with that Port Estate deal.'Then he realised that he really did have the makings of some bedsores. The pressure points on his ankles and elbows were quite red and angry where his. I pressed down on her upper back using the open palms of my hand.“How does this feel?” I asked. “Too much pressure?”“No,” she responded, “You’re fine.”I worked my hands deep into her shoulders then worked my way back to her lower back, scooting down on her extended legs, ensuring they stay parted. I placed one hand on each of her buttocks and squeezed. My thumbs were near her womanhood and I dug them in deeply. I could tell she was getting turned on.Her breathing became more labored.“Oh, my.