?" Laylah turned and asked again, this time with a little inflection in her voice.David was gone. In the split second Laylah had turned her back, he h...d disappeared. Aside from being a little miffed at first, Laylah was becoming increasingly excited about what was unfolding. Was this some sort of plan that David had worked out?Laylah called out again. "Ha, m'lord. I am just a visitor here, remember? I do not know my way around here like you do."There was a slight chuckle as Laylah heard some. I was becoming Becky."Oh shit! I didn't think this would happen." she said, as I completed thechange."What happened. Why did I just change?" I asked her."It seems reaching orgasm brings you out. I'll just have keep gettingfucked by normal men." she said with a sigh."Well, I'm still game to continue anyway." I said to her, kissing her.She said nothing but merely returned the kiss. The sex resumed, lesbianstyle. * * *We went on for a while. When we finished, we sat down and spoke."So, if. Stephanie had girl-next-door looks; Lesliewas very attractive, even with the librarian hair style and her plainglasses which sought - but failed - to downplay her looks.Leslie's face was a mask of rage. "That son of a bitch stole my work! _My_ work! Every goddamn thing he did was _my_ work! And _he_ getsthe credit, and the patent, and the promotion!"Stephanie sighed. "I know," she said softly. "It's not right." That's an understatement," Leslie snarled. "It's sexism is what itis. You. "Sayuri will not understand the loss of the opportunity until it is too late. Do you have a job?" Mrs Watanabe nodded, "I work at the local drugstore a few days a week." "A fulfilling job is it?" "Work is work." "Hmm. It is and it isn't. Please excuse my rudeness, but I am sure that it is not very well paid." "No. We are lucky that we have Sayuri's father to provide for us." "Mr Watanabe is a good man. He works hard, I'm sure" Mr Yokomoto stood up and wandered across the room. He.