"What do I do?" she asked. "I've never done potatoes before." Didn't your mother show you how to cook?" No mother never cooked, she had someone to do ...that for her. She saw it as demeaning, servants work. The closest I've come to cooking before my change was microwaving things. I would like to learn though. It would mean I could do the dinner so Gwen doesn't have to. Besides, Gwen is as clueless about these things as I am. She can only make spaghetti bolognese. We've had it every day, 3 weeks in. I go to college, the university." Really? Cool," Seth smiled. "What are you studying?" Uh..." I laughed lightly. "Undeclared, for the moment. I haven't figured out what I want to be when I grow up yet." You look all grown up to me," Seth said softly and my breasts, my unbearably swollen nipples were rubbing his chest through the dull fuzz of my sweater. I felt the heat rising and my heart was going fast."What do you do?" I asked, wanting to get away from me because I really didn't know how much. ” “J I’d like to meet our newest member, Isabella.” I just stared at her and how beautiful she was. I can’t remember how long I was standing their but I didn’t care. I quickly gathered my gaze up to her eyes and stuttered to introduce myself, “Hi I’m Johnny, but everyone around here just calls me J.” I knew I looked like a total idiot but for some reason I didn’t give shit. “Hi,” she said, “I’m Isabella but everyone calls me Izzy.” We walked around the company for a while as I introduced her. By the next Wednesday the papers are finished and now I’ve some documents to be signed by Mum and Dad for them to be the two senior executives. I transfer all of my winnings to the company bank account and then I’m reimbursed for the petrol expenditure plus I’m paid a per diem for the meals as well as an hourly wage in the hundreds of dollars range. The company shares are split up as ten percent to Mum and Dad each, five percent to Cadi and Bron each, with seventy percent to me as the main.