Mark continued to look at the machine and thought about it. Theopportunity felt too good to turn down. He turned to Veronica."Got any money?" he asked..."I always carry may purse around, besides, I wanted to do some moreretail therapy later," she answered."So does Rachel," added Mark.Veronica found the correct change and inserted it into the machine. Markwalked closer to it as it whirred into life."So, what do you want me to look like?" he asked his wife."Just be Rachel," was her reply."Okay," he. We kissed, of course, and I told her how beautiful she looked."I keep the dress on for a while but I know you like it off, right?" she said laughing."You are so beautiful either way, just perfect," I told her as I led her into the living area where I had the wine and glasses with some salty Asian-style nibbles in dishes.We sipped our wine as we sat together on the sofa, kissing, just happy to be together."I miss you, Russ, miss us being alone together." I missed you, too, Joy. I really want us. ?Did I tell you to drink?? Jay asked, his tone conversational.?No,? Amy replied softly, looking back to the floor. Greg relaxed, but not completely – he was a little stunned yet to be completely at ease.?No what?? Jay’s voice had escalated a notch in firmness.?No you didn’t tell me to drink.??No I didn’t tell you to drink what?? ?No you didn’t tell me to drink?Master.? The word was nearly lost is the expanse of the large room as Amy whispered it softly, her first step into the evening’s. I wondered if I could carry this off, would a gay man fuck my ass, and what would he do if he found out I was a girl, 'Only one way to find out', I thought, as the sexual urges were sweeping through me.I undid my pants, eased down the zipper, and let my pants drop, at the same time I turned into the wall of the shelter, my perfect ass showing below my jacket, partially obscured in the shadows of the dimly illuminated corner. He crushed up behind me, I could smell the booze from him, but he was.