Ignoring it, I stuck the two bills in the To-Pay file and the ads in the trash, and went into the bedroom to change. My answering machine clicked on. ...Hi, it's Jordan. You know what to do." Direct copy of Chandler, but I'm fond of it." Jordan, it's Morgan. Please pick up. I know you're there--I just saw you go in five minutes ago."So, she was outside on her cell phone."If you don't want to see me, pick up the phone and tell me. Otherwise, I'm coming up."I went to the living room, pulled out the. “It feels nice, Mistresses,” sighed Steffie.Sierra smiled back at him. “Enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” she said.“Oh, yes, Mistress, very much. Thank you for this, and for letting me lick your pussy. You’re delicious.”“Aw, aren’t you sweet? I think we’re going to have lots of fun together. We’ll be your Mistresses and make you the best sissy you can be. I’ve trained lots of sissies and helped mold them into perfect little playthings.” She still wore the necklace, and it hung down to her. "After catching his breath and stopping his tears, Michael liftedIsabel's skirt and stared at her cock. He had never looked at anothercock in his life. He didn't know what to do. But he knew he wanted itover as fast as possible so he tried to remember what his wife used todo. Isabel's cock was completely soft and he remembered that his wifeused to lick his entire shaft until it got a little harder. She alsoused her hands a lot rubbing her long fingernails around his thighs andballs and gently. You can possessmy body so you can use your equipment to try and fix this."I made her write, ok I'll do it. I took a deep breath and slowly walkedtoward her. I began to pass through her, we were becoming one. Sheclosed her eyes and said, "Aaaaaah."The next thing I knew I was looking at a feminine pair of hands, thesewere my hands now. I looked down and saw two massive bulges burstingout of a tight tank top. Then I thought, I was now Jessica Alba. I thenlooked at my lab; I began to experiment on.