Her hand slid down his torso to his crotch. His member was swelling in the tight jeans. “You got to let me unbutton here. It is getting too crowded ...in there.” She went for the button herself. She kissed on his mouth and cheek as she did so. The button let go and she worked the zipper down. She reached into his tight pants which were near to bursting. She took a handful of his manhood and rubbed it all over. She felt it stiffen as she did so. He breathed deep again. “Is that better?” she. I check myself on the way out of my bedroom, yes, smart but tart. I give myself a look that only a man can give a woman. I start with those high heels, up long legs to that oh so short red kilt that really should give up the struggle of trying to hide the top of those stockings, and all this is topped by the green jumper which gives an air of respectability … just.Now to work. The sound of the heels click clacking across the hard surface of the kitchen floor sound so feminine to my ears. I put. Brawny’s assistant came forward with a stack of clothing, seven bright-red, folded jumpsuits, seven gray t-shirts, seven pairs of half-socks, seven pairs of drawers… the only clothing Ajax would be allowed for the duration of his stay. The last procedure was a sweep with a handheld scanner for objects hidden in body cavities. “He’s clean.” The doctor said and put the scanning device away. “Take him away.” Ajax got to keep his boots. One jumpsuit fell out of the stack as the assistant shoved the. Reinforcing everything that she had become with every word and every suggestion. Her responses were so intense yet at the same time so much gentler, so more girlish and feminine.By the time we'd all collapsed in the bed in the early hours we were utterly exhausted and in a tangled heap of limbs. It was late in the morning that I woke; I went to the camera and changed the film. Then went and got myself showered and dressed. Trish was up next and at my whispered suggestion she quietly woke Janet.