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This is the, uhm the ☀️, a benevolent golden ball, hanging high above the ocean. A breeze played with my long hair, which now cascades over my shoulders. The first summer since FOSE had passed. Vanessa, in my old Isaiah body, slipped easily into the role of CEO. It turned out she understood all those complicated terms—she was a natural. She gave orders, closed connections, charmed investors. All the boring things I used to have to do on my own. Now, as Vanessa, the secretary, life was… wonderful, beautifully simple. My biggest concern was the coffee machine, not the multimillion-dollar decisions. It replaced them daily, a quiet satisfaction. Sure, the salary was lower, the apartment cozier, but those were.prices I am willing paid for. Yes, I had to cut ties with my wife and children, but honestly, I never liked that old harpy, and I only married her out of obligation (and the threat of alimony).
My "destiny" is to be a secretary—"and the boss's mistress" (and a stripper). I was currently at the beach with Dustin, the marketing director, on his business trip. I was quite surprised to notice that since Valentine's Day, various executives from the board had been trying to secure my presence on their trips. Dustin strode across the sand toward the bar, and I caught a glimmer of something inscrutable in them before I ordered a some whiskey. My body, old Vanessa's body, was young and in excellent shape, much better than mine old one. The subtle sway of my hips on the way to the sea, the lingering touch as I handed someone a drink. It's a new body language that brought surprising wonders...
Later, during sex, I leaned into Dustin. "You have no idea," I murmured "how much a woman can obey.. 馃槝." His hand tightened almost imperceptibly on my breast. A light kiss, fleeting like a butterfly's, brushed his cheek. I don't look for for something seriously, either as male or female. Just... experience. I felt like I was fulfilling an old fantasy.
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