She had only one goal in life and she stuck to it. In a nutshell, she wanted to live in opulence, to spend money without having to do anything to earn... it. Instead of playing the luxury whore, she found herself a rich man, a twisted guy of her kind who lets her twiddle her thumbs all day long and gives her all her whims. The other day, her husband yelled at her because the house is not maintained. Of course, there's a housekeeper who comes by once a week, but the old guy just wants my sister to. She had become too strong, and I had finally accepted my own femininity. Her thoughts and mine started to merge. Instead of us talking back and forth, we thought the exact same thing at the same time. Just like how our images in the mirror merged into one, so did our thoughts. At first, it was the sound of our two distinct voices together in unison. But moment by moment, it unified into one single voice only, the feminine one. "I feel so tired." we thought together, "but this place needs some. The wave of raw emotion he felt in response was answer enough.The Prime put a prepared note on Matt's chest, then stood back to look at the two on the bed. You're going to make a fine Alpha, my friend, and yet another good contact with the FBI. Win – win as far as I'm concerned, he thought. With a grin on his face, he turned for the door, only to stop for a second as he looked back at the couple, then sending to Little One, Seems to me you're getting faster with the enhancements all the time.. ....................Damn, I was so nervous. But why? I knew him, didn't I?I went into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror for a long moment. Naked. He had very specifically said naked. I fingered the hem of my shirt and knew there was no way I could meet him not wearing anything. It would be easier to learn to fly.I hefted my suitcase onto the bed and looked inside. Ok, what would be a good compromise?I spotted my spaghetti-strapped mini dress. He'd loved the pics of me in it. It.