A divine smile then spread across her face and she swayed over towards me.I stood up straight and put the bottle down thinking ‘I am NOT going to mi...ss out on an opportunity like THIS!’, and as she reached me I grasped her firmly by the waist and planted a gentle kiss on both cheeks; I DO always greet females this way, but I must admit that on this occasion it was a fractionally slower process than is my norm!And to my delight, her response was not the usual “MWAH MWAH” just past each ear, but a. “How long did I sleep?” Porter’s curiosity was a better cure for focus than a young woman far inside his personal space.“At least three hours, sir; the dinner hour is quite near and...” she was cut off by another of his questions.“Is Kanji still in my bed?”“Yes, your beast is still in your bed and she is not happy that I touched you. Could you allay her fears before I embarrass myself in a most personal manner, sir?”“Yeah, I have the same problem,” Porter replied without thinking. “Kanji, come. She leans back, hissing. “Get off me, you fucking old pervert.” But I’ve got my hips against hers now, grinding, The more she struggles, the more of me she gets. She’s gasping, grunting, teeth clenched, but not, interestingly, screaming. The door’s open, too. I reach back to kick it shut, and she breaks free, running; but not for the door. She’s run herself into a dead end, around the corner between counters and cupboards, out of sight of the door. The button’s still there, on the counter. She. To her credit, though, Laurenshowed no signs of treating me like this.As for myself, my own thoughts were all over the place. I wanted sexmore than ever, but the prospect of using my new body was humiliating.Besides, I was noticing my desires themselves were changing.For one, I was now attracted to men. There was no denying this,especially after my experience with Brad. Every bimbo-doll wants to befucked by a man, preferably a big strong one. Every night, I dreamed ofbig gorgeous cocks.