I mean, if I didn’t remove my pants how could he pierce my clit? And if I didn’t spread my thighs, would he have room to work?Even though I was ne...vous, I could tell it was routine for Jack and it occurred to me that he must have seen many pussies in his time. But I still turned my head, not wanting to look at him as he leaned in toward my most tender and private of places. I was scared but curiosity kept getting the better of me. Fortunately, Jack kept talking, asking me questions, distracting. Ne-A-No's feet grew smaller, shaped daintily compared to what they once were. Her raspy male breathing gave way slowly to a higher pitch feminine voice, able to woo any male she chose, with a single call with her lilting tone.For four full days the young maiden remained sleeping, her body slowly altering from that of the white boy she once was to the lovely, Indian beauty that lay under the furs entirely naked.At the end of the week, when the tiniest sliver of moon was showing, the old woman. Her heels clicked as she strutted her way toward him. "Hi there, big boy! Got a light?" she cooed as the cigarette bobbed up and down in her mouth. She threw a lighter down on the bed beside him. Stephen fumbled to pick it up and flicked it in adesperate attempt to establish a flame. His unsuccessful efforts increased her excitement level, and she snatched the lighter from him. With a wry smile she snapped the lighter and applied the flame to the end of her cigarette. Drawing deeply, she puffed. " She seems a little less than willing, Minister," I said, noting how Cora was now almost growling through her gag."It will be a while," the Minister said with an air of regret, "until she can take up her duties fully. I fear that western girls need much help in learning our local ways. They have many mistaken ideas and it takes time for them to see the value of the Kushtian culture. Fortunately Kushtian tradition says that once a woman has been chosen as a concubine the man can take his.