.. I love my body! I smile inwardly,feeling so good, I have the body of my dreams, and the dominant Mistressof my dreams.Hair done, I look through the...drawers for clothes sutiable for the realworld, suitable for being with a Mistress in jeans and a sweater. Tightblack panties and a waist cinccher go on first, though I can't get it astight as I want of course. Black stockings are a must, with a blackleather pleated mini-skirt to go over them, and a tight royal blue top,with a high neck and long. A far cry from last week. “Do whatever it takes.” Mark said just like last week only this time with a smile, then he passed by and was gone. Kelly was wearing a Yoga outfit as she let Chuck in. He could smell her scent this time. He was expecting it. The Yoga outfit was skin tight, like it had been painted on. Kelly still averted her eyes, acted quiet but hovered close. Chuck shook his head, 'What is with this woman?'Kelly was animated and bouncy but again she avoided eye contact. Chuck asked. I don't know what guys want especially since I'm so willing. So I've got to get up now and shower and put on a thong and a short skirt and get the tits lifted up as high as I can and go out and get serious about some money.My room rent isn't much by Hollywood standards but still, it takes a lot of blow jobs to get it together, and burgers aren't exactly cheap around here or booze which I need a lot of. Well, I like it, okay. In fact I think a little drink would help start my day and get me in. In fact, she was a little desperate to believe it was possible." No," she shook her head. "You're not one of them."My fingers froze on the strings, "One of them?"She shook her head even harder. The music convinced her to speak, "Those disgusting stories she reads. Soul takers don't exist!" Soultaker," I whispered. "I like it." You're not real!" Knock on her door and tell me I'm not real." She was too afraid to try again."Why?" Her voice cracked. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I.