If I were you, I'd make a concerted effort to be on my best behavior.If I were you, I'd make a concerted effort to be on my best behavior." Sabina directed her last comment to Susie and me. She and Kay exited the car, helped us out of the back seat and escorted us to the front door. The woman who answered the door presented a bizarre image. She had long straight black hair down to the middle of her back, and her heavily made-up face was almost cat-like in appearance with its dense application of black eye-liner and mascara. The full lips of her wide mouth were painted with a creamy coat of deep red lipstick. Her nails were "dragon- lady" in length and polished with a color to match her lips. She was covered from the neck down in a one-piece, skin-tight, black latex cat suit that was zipped up from the back of her crotch to the base of her neck. Her large breasts were well supported by the built in, underwire bra and the outline of her prominent nipples was clearly visible through the stretched material. She stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips, balancing on a pair of ankle high, black leather boots with heels at least five inches tall. "I'm Alex. Come in please. The Mistress is expecting you." I was startled that Alex's voice was so low in register that it seemed unnatural coming from the lips of her womanly looking form. As she led us down a long hallway, she explained that she was Monique's assistant. She met her a little over a year ago when her name was Alexander. After a few days of training, Monique decided that Alexander would be more useful to her if he were a woman. His name was shortened to Alex and Monique began a weekly series of estradiol injections to feminize his appearance. |