My teeth stay smashed into my lip, trying to stay quiet, so as to not make you mad, just wanting to please you, day in and day out, but getting nothin...g in return. Your hand on my head, my eyes shooting their glance to you while soft purrs fill my throat, eyes glancing between lips and eyes, making me blush and bite my lip in embarrassment. Why can't I be myself around you? Why do I feel so imperfect? My body lays motionless, so as not to wake you. My body pressed to yours, slow shivers course. "You need a longerraincoat," explained one of my colleagues. They helped me choose asuitable one. But it still felt strange being the only one of the group ina skirt. I felt that more people were looking at me than at my colleagues.I hoped it was because I was showing my pretty legs. And not because theycould tell I had a cock.I wore my new raincoat to go home. The girl at the supermarket checkoutgave me a big smile as I paid for a few essentials. I got the feeling shewas encouraging me; that. Fay paid special attention to her breasts as Rachel dropped her bra to the floor and offered, "Nice tits, bitch now lose the panties." Finally down to just her lace panties, Rachel slid them off and was now standing totally naked under the direct gaze of Fay's hot stare! Rachel had a very thick growth of curly blond pubic hair that she kept trimmed short and neat as she spent a lot of time in a bathing suit so because of this, the lips of her pussy were easily open to observation, and being put. I like the color to be so opaquethat my real nail is invisible under it.] Pixxie sighed, "There goes myidea to be a beautician to all these beautiful women."The apartment had its own Changing Room, but nothing like one where themen had met the Girls. These Changing Machines were smaller, newer, andmore specialized. One Changed only waists, another feet and calves,another thighs, knees, calves, and hips. The one for breasts was a chairwith a couple of things that looked like spotlights pointing.