Now that I looked at him, I was quite happy with what I saw. He was wearing trousers and a shirt with the top 3 buttons open. He was around 5’10” ...all,;had short, tousled and messy hair. Very dark skin, the colour of black coffee. A sharply-angled face with a light stubble and a longish nose. He was slim, must have had a waist of around 30 inches. His arms were different from his slim body: they were thick and muscled with stubby fingers. He had a little bit of hair on his arms and chest. All. Gwen threw a t shirt and some slacks at me, which though on the tightside, were reasonably comfy. She followed them with a pair of socks andsome trainers. My razor sharp toe nails tore holes in the ends of thesocks, and the trainers were awfully tight, but they would do for now.We then had some breakfast. I was famished, eating three helpings ofcereal. After breakfast we went and sat in the living room. "What am Igoing to do?" I asked."Well, first things first. We better get Dr Benson to check. “I could take you back to Cal’s house and we could talk with them and maybe watch something on the television or we could go to my place and do the same thing.”“Your place sounds better to me. If I know Cal, in a short time we would be talking politics, with each of us wanting to convince the other of our point of view. He isn’t going to change his views and neither am I, so your place is a better idea.”There still was some doubt in Bill’s mind about what was going to happen at his place but. The door finally opened and before me stood a vision of pure beauty. Wearing 6 inch killer heels on her feet, her legs encased in shear black nylon, a black tight satin pencil skirt and scarlet red satin blouse. Her make-up was flawless and her he blond hair flowing freely over her shoulders. “Strip” was all she said as I closed the door. I was told in her message that if I spoke just once the session would be over & I would never see this goddess again. I took off my clothes and neatly folded.