But I was smitten and the little wisdom I had wasn’t operational in her presence. Chastity had a surplus of animal magnetism. Judging from the tingl...e in my jeans, I’d let her watch me pleasure myself. But it was an opening and I pressed advantage. “Only if you’ll have a drink with me after work,” I said. “If you know where they won’t card me. I’m only nineteen.” “I’m only thirty-four,” I said. “Wow,” she said, pulling a chair close to mine. The way she said it could have meant anything. I. ...My Jack." "Your son? My nephew Jack?" "Mmmmhmm, it's not like he couldn't use the experience, besides it's very innocent plus we'll blur his face out of the scene." "Wow you keep surprising me more and more today. Ok fine. Does he know about this yet??" "Well the nude photos I sent to them were taken by him so we're done with step one." "My my my, is he in for a little treat." "Oh shut up It'll be strictly for the movie. I'm not a slut who enjoys fucking her own k**s" Lisa didn't want. Yet." That predatory look came out again. "What you do need to do is make yourself pretty for me. If you don't, the morning after, you're going to find photographers on your doorstep and wild speculation about every part of your life in print." I stood. "I get why you did what you did to Bette. I don't like it, but I do get it. I will never understand why you feel the need to torture me, too. All I'm trying to do is help seven people keep their jobs." He seemed to have a flash of something.. ..hang on...I..," After a few minutes the smoke cleared up,and Will found himself staring at a very different reflection in themirror. He was wearing a virginal white wedding dress, with huge poofysleeves, a sweetheart neckline, and a very tight bodice, that gorgeouslyshowed off his very flattering, and yet very fake feminine figure. Theskirt had to be held out by at least three petticoats, and he could onlyguess that the lingerie he felt under his dress, was the same bright whiteas the rest of.