She enjoyed the attention he was giving her. He reached under her garment and found her slot. It was damp and inviting. He gave her a little finger pl...y and felt her orgasm as he played. Her purring grew louder."Ok, now princess, it's time for you to leave and for me to get back to work. You behave now."She nodded and slid out of the booth. The chains around her neck glittered in the lights and swayed as she walked, paws on the floor and tail held erect. Her wet slit glistened when the light. It was the same body that I'd had my entire life. In fact,it felt more real to me than my old one. This was who I was, not thatteenage boy."My name is Jessica," I stated, knowing my own identity for a fact. I knewthat I had been Glen, but that name didn't feel right to me. I didn't feellike Glen. I felt like Jessica. "I am Jessica." I stared at my reflectionin the mirror, not seeing anything to be surprised by. I was a 27 year oldhousewife with two kids. I even remembered giving birth to them.. She immediately wrote the address of the villa on a piece of paper she scrapped out from the waiter’s pad and we parted. I then went and brought a few pack of ciggeretts and some magazines and some drinks. Big women do appeal to me and also I was keen on a cheap and decent place of stay and some good food. In the evening I reached her villa and she greeted me at the door looking extremely elegant in a flowing maroon evening dress. She wore her platinum blonde hair in a ponytail at the back. Her. We talked about meeting but, first, Jason wanted to be sure that we wanted the same thing. I told him I wanted to meet a strong man but Jason said this could mean many things. He didn’t want to waste time if either of us were not what we wanted. Jason asked if I had Skype. I didn’t. Bluntly, he told me to have it by our next conversation. Wow, a little pushy, I thought. But I smiled, liking the way his decisive manner made me feel. That evening, I downloaded Skype on my iPad. I didn't hear.