"Kendra's head whipped round as she turned to stare at the speaker above the control panel. Instead of the usual disembodied neutral computer voice, w...hat she had heard was a rich chocolate velvet female voice that usually would have made her toes curl."D4," she stammered, "is that you?"A soft earthy laugh came from the computer."And who else would it be, Kendra?" the voice asked, "but I would prefer to be addressed as Lura, if that is okay with you." But how, I mean, what...What happened?". As I said before I became very interested in this because I knew thatTom then, had no interest in girl's clothes let alone change sex.So, I called up Mr Jones on the number he had given me and explained thesituation and what I had found out, There was a pause on the telephone,it was if Mr Jones were talking to someone else, The next words I heardwere "Leave it with me, I will contact you later." and the phone wentdead.A shiver ran down my spine as I put the phone down.It was two months later. The company that Betty works for has its annual sales convention, a three-day affair, in Las Vegas every September. I usually go with Betty so I schedule my vacation time accordingly. Since in my company the vacation for the coming year is bid during the month of December I had Betty get me the dates of the convention and I bid accordingly. In June, when it was too late for me to change my bid, Betty told me that due to a scheduling mix up the sale meeting had been moved forward two weeks. As. And there was that toy. And there were groans.This was no dance. It was hypnotism.Her eyes never left mine as she looked over her shoulder. With her gyrations beckoning, she began leaning forward. In moments her torso lay parallel to the table, her prominent nipples etching the cool wood, legs splayed either side and she is vulnerable.Her pussy is stretched and filled; her ass exposed.In moments, Camille again stated, “Fuck me.”The tone in her voice seemed to plead, invite and command all at.