Of course, she thought. Chrissy would know who she used to be. She had been in the room whenshe had suddenly changed into this new person. Ms. Conov...er made amental note to question Chrissy about it later. Perhaps she would havesome clue as to what happened to her.Not only that, but she longed to look in a mirror. Many of the kids hadalready called her pretty. That was an adjective she couldn't ever recallanyone using to describe her.She was just about to ask Chrissy a question when Mr.. The being giving you these lessons is much much older than your ‘gods’. Or at least older than their presence on planet Earth. My lessons are designed to mold you into an image that I desire, for my purpose, not yours. And certainly not for your benefit. I will turn you into my obedient slave, both in your dreams and in real life. And in the process, I will turn you from their tool into my tool. My tool to use against them. But that, Cynthia dear, is a labor for another day. We have a long,. He was very patient and afterward we went to the local adult bookstore to pick up the magazine we had been looking at. While he was coaching me on shifting he would occasionally stop and say, how are you going to thank me for the lessons? I would just laugh and say Well work it off somehow. To which he would we'll see how you'll pay as he lightly slapped my thigh. We would wrestle as k**s alot so, I didn't think much of the slap on the thigh but, it did cause my cock to stir a bit but I. "Don't get to see him nearly as often as we'dlike, but seeing as he lives three hours away, it's kindaunderstandable." You could always come to Cardiff," I shrug, chuckling as both grandmaand Jacinta give me a playful whack on each shoulder!"Well, either way, I'm glad we caught up this Christmas," Stuart says."Oh, that reminds me- I got you your drink." I let out a long sigh asStuart places a bottle of red-coloured Fanta down in front of me."...Another in-joke," I say to grandma, who just.