I began crying. Then she grabbed me and half carried and draggedme into the family room and shoved me onto the floor. I laid there and sniffled. She s...at on the sofa across from me. Icould see her shapely legs and her legs were spread just wideenough so I was getting aroused again. She began to talk in a nice conciliatory tone: "I'm sorry thatsoap didn't agree with you. But I want you to become a goodservant. My methods are very strict and at times painful. But itwill get the results we need.. The girls, as I now called Jess and Victoria, had considered what I coulddo if anything. Jess sat me down and looked at me directly with Victoriastanding beside her holding her hand, "We have talked about a couple ofthings. We did discuss them (she pointed at my chest) being larger butagreed that none of us want you to have more surgery for that." Does that imply that you have other surgical ideas?" Please do not interrupt. But to answer that question the only thingthat we discussed was. ‘Okay. First things first, you gotta learn the difference between boys and girls.’ This made Palo laugh and Xavier echoed it but pressed his point. ‘If you want to make something look masculine you have to end the movement sort of abruptly. Pop your hips rather than roll them. Like this.’ He demonstrated the difference with a hard little kick of his pelvis. ‘Also, keep your arm movement at or below the shoulder.’ He took a couple steps, popping his hips and keeping the movement of his arms. And, dare I say it, there was atiny hint of dandruff.The lighting in the apartment bathroom wasn't great - we had thoseenergy efficient light bulbs and no window, so Buffy probably hadn'treally noticed the tiny hairs growing on her slightly spotty and everyso puffy chin.As she worked, flirting with the business men in first class, she wasstill a clearly beautiful woman, though her beauty was a little wayshort of perfection now.If I was being really unkind I would say she had started to resemble.