He knew the completelyfeminine outfit would look totally ridiculous on him, given its whitefloral design and its lavender highlights. It also had a sk...rt. A skirt!The very antithesis of masculinity! If Irene wanted him to do anyshopping in public wearing this uniform...Cameron figured that he could at least curry a favor if he was able todo a better job cooking breakfast this morning. Begrudgingly steppingover to the folded maid garments, he began slipping into the stretchyfabric in the manner. "Are you starting to feel better now?" "Don't stop yet, baby!" he whined. "Keep on stroking me!" Gloria wrung out the cock, squeezing out all the little drops of juice. When she finished, it hung limp, still partly swollen and red, from his thicket of curly hair. She lewdly flipped it a few times with her fingers, giggling and smiling at him. As soon as he got his wits back, Mike felt guilty about what he had just done with this innocent young girl. He gathered up his shorts and pulled out. By 8:15 she had the e-mails answered and voicemail cleared out. She pulled a mirror out of her drawer and checked her make-up. The trouble with a blonde complexion was that her eyebrows didn't really show. She did a quick touch up with the blusher so people could see the apples of her cheeks. She pulled the rubber band off of her hair and tied everything back in a ponytail. She looked ... perky. That was probably all right for a blonde receptionist, though she wanted more.She electronically. Wondrous Woman looked desperate! Her friends and teammates, and morecivilians like myself were about to be slaughtered! She looked at my owndead body and then she looked up at me in the sky once again. I don't knowwhat she saw in me but she made a gesture and I was drawn to her side. Shemade one final try to get back into her body, and failed again. And then she did something I never expected her to do. She somehow grabbedme by the non-corporeal hair on my head and literally stuffed my.