"What do you need then?" She asked, sounding a little impatient. Her amber eyes burned into mine."Don't take this the wrong way, but it seems to me li...e your willing to sell some of your time?"I tried being subtle."What's it to you? Are you some sort of undercover cop?" She asked looking around nervously."No!" I giggled, "If you want, I got some money, I was wondering if you'd be willing to... You know? Help a lady out?" I started to blush."Oh, wow, um-" She seemed really surprised, she looked. Dressed in a yellow sari, designed to show ample amounts of cleavage the woman smiled at Michael. Her hair was long and done in a braid, with the colour of her skin suggesting Punjabi ancestry.“Take a seat love, make yourself at home. We have much to discuss.” The woman said, a light accent in her speech. Looking deep into his eyes she bit her bottom lip.With a tingle in his pants, Michael stepped forward and took a seat at the table with the woman.“Now...Michael, have you ever had desires. The. " You know, darling, we haven't talked much about this. How do you want me to play it?" Huh?" Do you want me to play the society woman, as if I'd always been here? Or the newcomer, anxious to learn? Or the rich bitch who doesn't give a damn?" How about you just be Hazel? As long as you're only horny for me, just be yourself. Anybody who doesn't like it can take his neuroses elsewhere. Most will love you for yourself. Who knows? You might even make some friends?"She had to laugh. He was right.. Maybe it really was better to bewho he was.He lay, thinking about that for a while, continuing to enjoy Mavis'ssensuous body next to his, the playful fingering she gave his balls,extending the pulsing sense of peace and ecstasy.He made a decision.He wasn't going to ask Lady Ann to swap back - not right away.He was going to just see what it would be like to go on being Burt bychoice with her there; really live the life he'd taken on as though hewanted it - just for one day.Just to see if maybe.