My musician's pony tail gave way to a chic red/blonde layered cut, I have long red fiberglass nails and everyone practices body waxing on me. People ...ush to lend me clothes, dress me up like a Barbie Doll. I got used to going to the ladies room, shopping for fashion teasures at thrift stores.What kept me from freaking out about all this was the gals in the class. It was almost like they were my personal harem, laughing and joking and fawning over me. A bunch of Moms, of pals, training a new. "Small changes, only small changes, to begin with at least and then therest will depend on your behaviour," Aunt Joan added, as she looked deepinto my fearful eyes. She then turned to Miss Gill. "Would you mindfetching the tape rule from the mantle, and the pen and pad?"This she handed to Aunt Joan. "Stand up Richard," commanded Aunt Joan.I stood, and the women proceeded to measure me all over. Miss Gill noteddown the numbers as Aunt Joan called out a series of measurements. Whenthe task was. I asked for her husband and she said he has left for office and I told her the info and was about to leave. She called me and asked me to include her in the WhatsApp group that the association maintains as it would be difficult for her to get the info from her husband and at-times he never informs due to office work and sleeping in the day time as he works in night shift. I asked her for the number and as I didn’t know her name I asked her and with an embracing look said her name and number. I. I let out a gasp, feeling his wet mouth on my nipple made me even wetter than what I was. “ohhh… don’t stop. It feels so good!” I moaned. Scott then stopped and took my other nipple in his mouth, switching from nipple to nipple. I stopped him, wanting his mouth on my clit and pussy. I took off the rest of my clothes n said, “take off your clothes now.” “Oh, doesn’t someone sound feisty?” he said with a grin. Grinning back I whispered into his ear, “yes, and I want your tongue on my pussy now.”.