” She grinned.“Do you know how to pleasure a woman, whore?”“Yes Master, I’m very skilled with women.”“Excellent. Next time I call upon y...u, you must bring me some more whores. More whores!” I called out, reaching down and slapping her ass again.Candace let out a loud moan, but wiggled her ass.“Good stock there. You come from good, strong stock, whore!” I said loudly as I squeezed and smacked her ass.“Yes Master. Yes Master. Does my ass please you too Master?”“I don’t know yet whore. I’ve not. God, she was as warm and soft as I remembered. We kissed then and she was more passionate than any of my previous girlfriends, Yes, I’d had a number of female friends over the years, and had slept with many of them, but none were like this sweet young woman. I didn’t have a girlfriend presently because of the job. Most women didn’t want to go out with FBI agents, who couldn’t talk about their work, and who might be called away at any time or disappear on a case for weeks or months at a time. It was quite funny, but from every part of my transformed body my handswere the part I was fascinated the most. I stared for these small, smoothand delicate hands for a long minutes, straightening fingers andclinching fists. Also my small feet really preoccupied me. I took a nap,hoping that when I would awake I would adjust more to this body.***Then I had my first nightmare about Warsaw Uprising. I was Julia in thisdream. I heard gunshots and explosions everywhere, I felt helpless andscared. I. Two of them were older men, businessmen, but the third was about twenty-five, and he was really good looking. He was dressed in an expensive suit like the others, but she could see that all he cared about was having a good time. The way he stared at her she knew he wanted to have that good time with her.When she went back to their table to bring more drinks and pick up the empties she leaned way over the table, placing her tray right in the middle. Then she stretched her arms to pick up the.