To my embarrassment, he pointed at me, “You’ve taken off your bikini, you naughty slut,” he chortled excitedly. My face went red as I held my le...s together and smoothed down the dress under the stares of the other men. Chris gallantly came to my rescue. “Quite right too, Jill. Make yourself comfortable. We promise not to look up your skirt,” he lied with a chuckle. John giggled drunkenly. “If you want to be comfortable, take off the dress as well, if you like,” he said with a leer. Mark. I admired my pretty feet in the pretty shoes, then stood and walked tothe hall mirror."Holy fuck!" A goddess stood nude in my hallway in high heels, her longbare legs creamy and fair, her slender torso lean and trim. She gaped atme, her lovely eyes wide in shock. She was me.Nude, feminized, depilated, and toned, I was suddenly the hot girl of mydreams.The view from the rear was spectacular. My wife had always envied my ass;she didn't think it was right that a twenty-something man should. The great mystery of AJ’s disappearance was about to begin. An abandoned car found on a seldom used country road, left with the door open, lights on, and the engine running. People were going to wonder. There would be speculation and rumors about what happened that night. There would be whispered conversations and sideways looks at Peter. Was it possible that the little shrimp had taken out Crazy AJ?Peter made it a point to eat in the cafeteria of the factory every day, although calling it a. Woods is no longer part of my life, thank you for asking. He left me six months ago for a woman Amy’s age. Said he had to find himself. I hope he finds himself in hell! Now tell me about Mrs. Ross.’ I hoped the pain didn’t show on my face. ‘Mrs. Ross, Beth, died about a year ago from breast cancer. I would like to encourage you to get a mammogram regularly. It can save your life. I’m sorry, I don’t like to talk about Beth. I’m still hurting. I am only now cleaning out our closets. I’m giving.