She knocked on the door and weentered a world that had only existed in my fantasies. Thee were chairsalong the walls that were painted black. There we...re many mirrors on thewalls and also on the ceiling. Around the room were many bondage thingsI had only seen in some of the kinkiest web sites. There were X frame,a rack, padded spanking horses, over in one corner was an OBGyn chairwith straps on it and cabinets all along the walls keeping who knowswhat hidden.An older woman came over to us and. “My great great grand mother was born on Bali. In an area where dark skin prevailed, light skin was treasured. She was very light. A favorite of visitors to the temple, photographs abound and many bare breasted postcards of her were sold worldwide. An accomplished temple dancer she was 12 when the Japanese invaded.“The Japanese were dreaded because they had the reputation of murdering the women they raped in China. Forced to perform for the conquerors, the dancers were regarded as spoils of war. "Ugh," I moan. "This NEEDS to stop..."I eventually get up just over an hour later, having not been able to getback to sleep, and I jump under the shower, letting the warm watercleanse my tired body. As I dry myself off, I muse on how much thingshave changed for me in such a short space of time.Physically, I'm starting to notice real changes to my body. My breastshave been the biggest change- I'm now near as makes no difference an Acup, and can produce credible cleavage even without having to. "Chad, I think you should think about design engineering in college. We need engineers with a feeling for beauty as well as good engineering principles. Of course, lawyers are designers, too. Good luck with your present."I thanked her and later worked on the design and started on it. First was cutting and then carving. After that was the tedium of sanding and smoothing. I was now close and getting ready to put on some light stain on Britt's name and dark for mine. Then, a satin coat would seal.