The ladies were meeting again, at the home of another one of them, and I was invited to join them, in a similar capacity as before. This time, when I ...rrived, I was put under no illusions as to my purpose. I was to be more than the naked housemaid, than the naked waiter, although I was expected to attend to both chores. Things proceeded much as before, with the conversation noisy when I was not in the room, but which subsided patiently when I was. Eyes met occasionally, and from time to time, I. After the shower Jackie went through the procedure that was now starting to become something of a routine, she bandaged her breasts until they were flat against her body, stepped into the same baggy jeans as that first day she had become Jack, buttoned up the same plaid flannel shirt as well and finished the look with the stubble and mustache. Instead of the feeldoe, which was quite uncomfortable to walk around with, the transformation was completed with a pair of rolled-up socks down the front. Sorry. I don't know what..." Move or I'll move you bitch, choose which right now." I warned. She'd never heard me speak like this. She was still standing bent partially, her skirt above her waist, her panties pulled to the side, with her pussy lips engorged, poking out, moisture dribbling onto her legs. She had his first ropes of come on her ass.Her lawyer lover was on his way to his feet with anger written in blood on his face. I hit him in his face again, now breaking his cheek bone. He was. She accepted the invitation and started to rub her hands down the sides of Miss Johnson's thighs and then edging upwards ran her fingers along her wet pussy. She heard the erotic gasps coming from Miss Johnson and so edged her fingers inside her pussy lips. Miss Johnson raised her hips knowing that Gemma was flicking her clit and within a few more moments let out erotic gasp after erotic gasp until she reached what she thought was one of the best orgasms she had ever had. Gemma let Miss Johnson.