I could have ravished her right there and then, and for a surreal moment I contemplated sliding under the table to run my hands and lips along these p...retty legs. God knows my glances had a hard time staying above. I had to know.“You know,” I told her with a smile, “I was a little worried.” When she answered with a puzzled look, I winked at her. “You’re so beautiful, I was afraid they’d choose you as their princess at Neuschwanstein and keep you there forever.”The crimson blush this prompted,. I had reservations, but she reminded me of the money, and the all-new sex life that would open up once my wife was out of the picture. She smiled her incredibly sexy smile when she said that, just to let me know what might be available.Her doctors kept me sedated for nearly two weeks while they pumped me full of body altering chemicals and hormones, which grew my hair out and gave me a feminine shape, as well as making my skin look years younger. All the while I was listening to special tapes,. "What was she like?"Surprised, Rance's father paused momentarily, a flash of deep emotion crossing his face. "Melissa was one of the sweetest people I've ever met," he explained without looking up. "Stubborn ... but in a good way. It was cute, really. And fiercely protective of those she loved. She had a way of..." He went to say something else but stopped short suddenly, clearly overwhelmed."I'm sorry," Rachel offered sympathetically as she watched the older man clear his throat several times. “What?”“I told you I was horny, and long, boring car rides make me hornier! Will it offend you if I masturbate?”I shook my head, grinning. “You’re very straightforward! No, it won’t; you’re a very healthy young woman, I’m sure you have urges.”She immediately began to strip out of her tiny, tattered denim shorts. “Oh, I have urges like gangbusters, alright. Fuck, do I have urges!” She wore no panties beneath her tiny shorts, and when she had them around her ankles she leaned back in the seat,.