” Her fingers were already working on the buttons of her blouse. “Good.” Ben watched hungrily as Callie discarded her clothes until she stood be...fore him in a black lace shelf bra and thong, stockings and heels. Her nipples stiffened as Ben raked his eyes over her body. “Very nice. But is that how you should present yourself to me, toy?” Damn it, Callie thought. Get with it. She dropped to her knees and lowered her head. “Good toy. I approve of what you've chosen to wear for me, but I did also. I used to be a 45-year-old American male, with short, thin, baldingblack hair, brown eyes, 6 feet tall, and a slightly muscular frame. Now I'ma 21-year-old Irish female named Erin Flannegan, with long, luxurious,vibrant red hair, green eyes, 5 foot 3, and a soft but sexy body. I wear aD- cup bra, and my waistline is about 10 inches shorter than it used to be.My new boss cares for me, and makes sure everything in my life is alright."As soon as she finished speaking, she left her trance and acted. Here we go Tiger team, here we go! Here we go Tiger team, here we go!”It had always been his sense of humor, first and foremost. And so it was as it had always been -- that last goofy joke put her over the top and it was like a volcano erupting inside her, with hot lava flowing out its smoldering mouth -- and the need to stifle her screams only making it more unbearably intense as it went on and on and on and….“Here’s-uh your coffee. Have-uh we decided on a dessert?”“I think we need a little. He found a low cut bra and the matching thong that went with it. He found a long sleeve t-shirt that would really show off her breasts. He hoped that Sian would appreciate the way he dressed her in the morning. He wanted to make sure that Sian would be ready to finally make love to her on Christmas Eve. For bed, he found a black and white chemise with tiny panties. He trusted Bridget to keep to the ground rules but he wanted to make it very hard for Sian. He put the rest of what Bridget would.