When he held the door open for her to get into the passenger seat of his car, she got in the back seat instead. The drive to the club was painfully si...ent, and Dante could not figure out what had gone wrong. Now Dante sat at a table in a conference room of the local police department, a faded manila folder rested on the table, holding what few bits of information Dante had collected on Rich, Frank, their prostitution business, and their underground kidnapping and selling of girls, including. Despite the fact that she was not his girlfriend he had hoped to see her again. But not nearly as soon as he did.He saw her face reflected in the car window. He still found it nearly impossible to believe it was now his. He had been in the bathroom preparing to shave when he first noticed the change. He had rubbed his chin and instead of feeling the usual coarse stubble his hand met soft unblemished skin. And then before his eyes his face had been changed into Julies. The strong masculine. Withdrawing my fingers, I move them to your buttons and zippers and begin to undo them. You feel me opening your slacks, exposing the top of a green lacey thong. Your pants are slid down past your hips, your thong now completely exposed. Past your knees, to your ankles. Your foot is lifted, your shoe removed, your pant leg is slid off and your shoe put back on. The maneuver is repeated with your other leg.You are now standing in the room in your bra, thong and heels, the center of. "Ok. Keep perfectly still and have some patience," she said as shesorted through the grooming implements laid out on the vanity.She filled the sink with hot water and dipped a badger-hair shaving brushinto it. She took a stick of shaving soap and whipped up a hot creamylather which she applied to my face."You don't really have any facial hair to speak of just light fluff butwe need it gone," she said as she carefully shaved me with a safetyrazor.It felt quite pleasant being shaved by Mrs.