Again, I have a clear view inside from my work office in NYC. There seem to be several women who stay there on and off, but there’s one college-aged...tall, slim brunette who’s there on a somewhat repeated basis. She has long wavy brown hair and very pale skin. From her nose I suspect she might be Jewish. I’ve been lucky enough to catch a couple good glimpses of her from time to time in various states of undress in front of the windows.The best was one time when she just stripped totally naked. I was so turned on I pushed back, forcing him togo deeper."Harder," I panted. I wanted more, I wanted to change even more.He run his hands from my hips to my hanging breasts, squeezing themroughly. I felt them swell in his eager rough hands. My cherry pinknipples were rock hard like candy, being pushed out by my expandingchest flesh."I love this bit," he growled as he kissed my neck, grinded my ass ashis hands tried to contain my jiggling chest.My eyes bulged as I watched my body transform. My. The blood is pumping into my shaft with such fervor that I appear ready to burst at any moment. I’m not certain that I’ve defeated the weak orgasm boiling inside of me, and it must show, because the Machine has prepared the tools to collect what it extracts just in case. BP: 170/108 Temp: 38.2°C Pulse: 127.9 BPM Respiration: 39.3The Machine is scrutinizing the pre-ejaculate oozing from the tip of me, rolling down one side of my shaft or the other. My nipples are hard, pointing. Heather had suggested that the first glass of wine would be free, but if people wanted any more they could purchase it for themselves.Charlie had suggested that we should just have a free bar for the evening, but she said that we should limit them to one free glass since we didn't want them over indulging until they had viewed the pictures. A compromise was reached when it was decided that waiters would top up the first drinks as the people conversed and that a second drink would be served.