Mostly the expensive stuff too! That was when this large Chinese chef guy ran out of the kitchen wielding a cleaver. He glared at Zack while shaking t...e knife threateningly and yelled out loud enough to be heard for a least three block in kinda this broken English, 'No more meat for you! Eat more vegetables!' For a while there, it occasionally came up in conversation."Her stepfather nodded, hiding behind his warm mug of tea where it was safe from the courier's insanity. "Go on..." So how do we. Claire O’Hara draped across her console. As much as I hated to acknowledge it Mac was right: She was gorgeous! From the outer hatch entrance I addressed the soundly sleeping female civilian. ‘Ms. O’Hara! You really should make your reports to the bridge on time,’ I said in a loud voice. She immediately sprang to her feet: ‘Sir! I’m sorry! I must have dosed off.’ Actually she had done nothing wrong. Our mission was for all intents and purposes over. The computers were now handling the sensor. It's why I sithere on my bed, trying to figure out what happened whilst at the sametime struggling to contain my joy.The first thing I'd noticed was there was no aches, no soreness from theovernight cross dressing. Normally I'd feel how fake everything was, Icould feel the different material of the hip pads compared to my actualskin, or the surface of my actual bum moving beneath the padded panties.Not today. Today everything felt natural, as if I wasn't wearing anythingat all.It was the boobs. She didn’t see anything that welcomed her to the house,a coffee table and a rock of a chair. Not pleasant. Shesat on the floor while Jack took the chair next to her. “So why do you want me here?” asked Kari with a look ofslight fear on her face. “You’ll know soon enough you little slut,” snarled Jackas he took his left hand and slapped Kari across herright breast.Kari was mortified. “Yuh! Y-you, b-brought me here so,so, so you could t- torture.