I looked into her now less crazy eyes and was about to kiss her again before I got into her, then she said, "You can do anything you want to me. You ...an fuck my ass. You can cum on face. I'll swallow every drop." I don't know why, but for some reason I just spit on her face and called her a whore. She was surprised at first. Then she seemed to love it. "Yeah, you're gunna fuck my ass, aren't ya. Yeah? Cum on face?"Suddenly a moment of clarity. I don't know this chick at all. And. For the courtesy, he offered me dinner and then was the time when he proposed me to be his slave.I was shocked at his words and then he informed me that the manager had said him that he finds me appropriately fitting in his requirements of slave and so he agreed to talk to me and decide himself and hence he asked the manager to send me at lunch. I revived from the shock and then explained him the actual purpose of meeting him. We conversed over this through the dinner and he explained me the. Her name was Jennifer."I apologize for this, but I will be more than glad to help you.Margaret is not comfortable with your..." she tailed off."That is fine," I answered her before the others could put in. "Iunderstand. No harm done." Thank you," Jennifer answered. "So, what can I help you with?" I am beginning to transition into a woman and I need clothes," I said."Great, do you know your size?" I think I'm an 8, but maybe a 10?" I answered."Well, let's find a dress and get you sized up. "I can manage." "No, no!" Lola insisted. "I spilled it; the least I can do is clean up the mess I've made." "No," Stella insisted, her tone adamant, "stop!" Lola's eyes widened, and her mouth gaped. "You're a man!" she cried. "Just as I thought, you have male genitals--a penis and testicles!" Heads turned toward Donald and Stella--and Lola. "You're mistaken," Donald stated firmly. "There's no mistaking what I felt!" Lola cried. "This lady is no lady! She's a he--a man!" "You're drunk," Donald.