The tests wouldn’t take that long to confirm his suspicions, and he asked what I had been doing to treat the sore throat.“Mainly resting it,” I ...said, “and drinking hot tea with honey and lemon juice, plus gargling with salt water every morning.”“Well, that’s good, but it won’t solve the problem, we will need antibiotics for that,” he said. “But resting your voice is essential, no singing or straining your voice for the next three weeks. The salt gargle is good generally, stopping the build-up. ..you know where?...let me show you." I motion towards the door and take the lead. We move across the living room, straight ahead towards the bedroom door. The Master Bathroom is only reachable through there. I can feel Jay following me and Taylor right behind him. "The shower is right there" i show Jay. He moves around me, still holding is blue shorts in his hands. "You want me to take that?" I point at them. He turns around and hands them to me. "Hope you got money in there for the workout. Changing her blouse meantthat she had to change her bra. First white, then black, then white again. Eventually she settled on a black, pleated skirt (short but notobscene), black tights, a pale pink blouse and matching cardigan. Sheslipped into her black stilettos and put on her blonde wig.Even with no make-up the reflection she saw in the mirror was veryfeminine. The finishing touches were a ladies' watch, a bracelet, ananklet, clip on earrings and a necklace.'I look okay,' she said to. Amber's pretty dark brown shoulder-length hair set off her little girl cute face and Paul found himself totally puzzled as to why she was there in his living room."I'm pregnant," Amber said as though in confirmation of some event in the past between the two of them that would explain her new condition and that Paul should be well aware of. He wasn't. Paul couldn't remember ever being with Amber sexually at all. He's lusted after her and wanted to fuck her on many occasions but he could not.