Paying the admission fee with only the slightest of odd glances from the attendant and skipping past the gift shop they head to the Palace, Master’s...hand always at Ashley’s back or side, occasionally slipping down to her rear to feel her cheek through the cloak. As they reach the impressive entrance way Master pauses and turns his girl to face him, unbuttoning the cloak to her neck he lets it hang open showing off her corseted figure, the strict boning forcing her soft, supple curves into a. Besides, you were going with Mike then. Not me.” Jane sort of grinned at me again and danced around the room though I had no music on. “My mistake. Going with Mike that is.” “So how'd your meeting with Doctor Waldersohn go.” “Pretty well. He mapped out a good thesis plan, and suggested some grad schools.” I perked up. “He thinks you should go to grad school?” “He suggested I think about the PhD.” Jane danced around a bit more. “And he wants to fuck me.” I let my notebook drop at this. “He told. She moaned and pushed her body harder against his. Oh yes, she said softly. Harder. Eager to please this beautiful woman, he squeezed the nipple between his fingers and pulled it out as far as he could. The harder he squeezed and pulled, the louder she moaned and moved her body against his. When he had the nipple as hard as he suspected it would get, he released it and moved his hand to the other titty and began to do the same to the nipple there. She became almost silent, moaning only. . . that somehow he meant for me to sacrifice my life for hers. In that way he could be saved. I thought that he believed that I was better able to handle the circumstances of HER life. He was . . . wrong."The Doctor prodded still further. "What happened after that." It was a shock. I felt so . . . strange and different in this body. Still, I tried to accept my creator's will. If this is what he wanted for me, then it was only for me to accept. But . . . ."Bo hesitated. It was apparent.