Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)
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				Title: <strong>Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>19-02-2012, 05:21:53</strong>
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				Robotix has been a leader in the robotics field for years, mostly thanks to its resident genius Max Stevens.&nbsp; For the last 8 years he's been creating ground breaking robot design after design making money for Robotix hands over fist.&nbsp; They've given him just about everything he's ever wanted, his own lab, a budget for just about whatever he wants.&nbsp; It's a great job, until recently at least.&nbsp; A new CEO has come on board and has made some questionable choices in the direction (at least according to Max) of the company.<br><br>Lately Max has been diverting some of his funds to a few unspecified projects, but it's never been a problem before just as long as he keeps putting out revolutionary designs.&nbsp; <br><br>Today Max is working in his lab as usual, finishing up a large conveyor belt contraption with his handy robotic arm (think the one in the Iron Man movies).
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 19:28:58</strong>
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				Graham Barton walked in, glowering, taking one look at the conveyor belt and narrowing his dark blue eyes. <br><br>His navy suit fitted his lean frame well, adding to the look of a skilled corporate raider with his short fair hair and thin face.<br><br>"Stevens! What is the meaning of this?" he called out. "You've gone over budget more and more every month since I arrived. What are you making that's more important than company policy?"
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 00:04:58</strong>
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				Max looked up, his thin frame clad in a white lab coat turning to the man who just walked in.&nbsp; "Why Jonesy, you didn't tell me we were expecting guests?"&nbsp; He motions to the arm that just kind of shrugs.&nbsp; <br><br>Seeing as that don't got over to well Barton he adds, "Well Mr. Barton, I'm making what I always make, brillaint design after design.&nbsp; But this one, this one will revolutionize the company...actually I think it's ready for a test.&nbsp; Want to see?"&nbsp; Max's eyes light up at the thought of testing it.&nbsp; He wheels a chair over for Graham to sit and watch the test.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:46:00</strong>
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				"Since I own it, one way or other, I suppose I had better." Barton took a seat, folding his arms impatiently.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 03:54:45</strong>
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				"Of course," Max smiled and pushed a button on a console, all of a sudden metal bands sprung up and wrapped around Graham's hands and feet pinning him to the chair.&nbsp; Then he pushed another button that had the chair move onto the conveyor belt.<br><br>"See the problem here is when I said it would be revolutionize the company I didn't necessarily mean with you still in the lead." Max said as he pushed another button that locked the chair on the belt and started the belt moving.&nbsp; The first stage scissors and clamps move into position and began to cut his suit off, leaving him naked before stage 2.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 17:36:48</strong>
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				Graham shouted in alarm as the chair grasped him, struggling ineffectually against the metal bindings. "Stop this at once! You - you've made your point!" <br><br>"I'll - I'll give you a bigger lab!" he shrieked as he saw the blades coming towards him. "Unlimited budget!" he added quickly as they started to cut away his suit, his shirt. "Anything!" as they slashed away his boxers, leaving him naked. "Stop!"
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 00:53:23</strong>
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				"Stopping...that won't work at all.&nbsp; If I stop you won't see the new product."&nbsp; He holds up a cylinder of clear fluid.&nbsp; "Besides what I really want is you to stop screwing up the implementation of my inventions.&nbsp; I thought for quite a while how to make you understand.&nbsp; An now I've come up with these little guys."&nbsp; He pushes another button and his chair moves to the next station.&nbsp; <br><br>He puts the cylinder into a port on the machine and locks it in, then moves to a computer&nbsp; "See these little guys will work on rewriting your make up, after they are through your time as CEO will be over."&nbsp; Max hits enter and a needle plunges itself into Graham's arm and injects about half the solution into him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 00:37:49</strong>
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				"Wh- no!" Graham gasped, then gritted his teeth and just about held back a scream as the needle went in. He was ready to beg, but he wasn't going to show pain if he could help it.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 01:06:08</strong>
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				"See that wasn't so bad was it..." Max said, "This though, this will hurt and I apologize for that."&nbsp; He hit the enter key on the computer and a program began to run.&nbsp; <br><br>Images popped up on the screen of a woman, golden blond hair no longer than her shoulders, smoldering eyes, a endowed bust and shapely figure...the classic 50's pinup girl.&nbsp; The solution in his system begins to rewrite his genetic code and forces his body to emulate the one on the screen.&nbsp; It also gives Graham a few other benefits, writing out cancer risks, and generally shoring up the genetic makeup to be more resistant to outside stimuli...well outside after the conversion is done.&nbsp; This will make it almost impossible for Graham to ever go back to his old self.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:03:12</strong>
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				"What - who is - nyaaa!" Graham's questions were cut off as a heat ran through his veins, as he felt his bones popping and clicking inside him, his muscles spasming, even his scalp tingling like something was running a hard comb over it... teasing out... long golden blonde hair?<br><br>"What? No!" he gasped, even as his throat tightened and his voice rose in pitch. Even as he felt a pressure on his chest, a tightness around his waist... his hips shifting away from each other. "No! Please!" he shrieked in his ever-higher voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:23:19</strong>
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				The changes took almost a half hour to complete and Max put on earmuffs to block out Graham's screaming but when it was complete he went from being a stuffy business man to a knockout dame.<br><br>Max walked over to Graham after it was complete, "You are going to be a little sensitive for the next hour of so, but otherwise you look stunning."&nbsp; He moves a large mirror over to show Graham the final product, "What do you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:35:11</strong>
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				Graham glared furiously and swore, with a pretty new voice, as Max blocked out his screams of pain. He fell back, almost fainting but unable to do so as his body was wracked with changes, the pain almost turning to numbness as his hips separated and his pelvis reformed, his manhood pulled into the cavity between them... almost to pleasure as the skin joined into a vaginal slit... <br><br>When Max returned he let out a soft moan, then a helpless, high pitched scream as he turned the mirror around. 
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:41:56</strong>
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				"You need more time to come to grips with what's happened, that's ok.&nbsp; Here, Graham, well that doesn't really fit does it.&nbsp; How about Grace?" Max tried to suggest after she had finished screaming.&nbsp; "Have a drink, you are most likely parched from your ordeal."&nbsp; He offers her a bottle of water with a straw.<br><br>His free hand lightly caresses her soft skin, lightly cupping her bosom.&nbsp; "That feels nice.&nbsp; You make a very attractive woman."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:47:29</strong>
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				Graham only stopped screaming to stare at the woman in the mirror... only looked away when he heard his name... and frowned angrily as Max suggested calling him Grace instead. <br><br>He refused the straw for a moment, until Max tapped his new full lips with it, and closed his eyes as he took a sip.<br><br>He half opened them again as he felt fingers on his skin, then wide as he felt his chest being... squeezed? He pulled away.<br><br>"I'm not a woman!" he shouted, in an unconvincingly feminine voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:52:55</strong>
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				"Well you weren't much of a man before either, at least not one that had any empathy for the common person."&nbsp; Max insulted, "But lets see if you make a better woman."&nbsp; He flicked her nipple as he brought his hand back.<br><br>"Think of this as your chance to start a new life."&nbsp; When she was done he put the water bottle down. "Hungry?&nbsp; I have some grapes here if you are."
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:56:24</strong>
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				The flicking of his nipple made him shiver... he suppressed a moan of pleasure at how good it felt, and looked away and scowled t make sure Max could not see how much he had enjoyed being touched like that.<br><br>"I don't want anything from you," he spat, "except my body back."
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 04:03:39</strong>
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				"That's not going to be possible.&nbsp; You still look a little mad, lets both sleep on it and we'll pick it back up here tomorrow morning?"&nbsp; Max says.&nbsp; He reaches for a mask of ether to help Grace sleep.&nbsp; <br><br>When she falls asleep he will move her to station 3, this will put a low vibrating egg in her crotch to keep her stimulated and headphones that will play soothing music with some light hypnotic suggestions to help make her more accepting.&nbsp; It shouldn't change her opinions but just soften her edge a bit.<br><br>Then Max heads home, Jonesy will text him if there are any problems.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 05:10:56</strong>
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				"No - nnnnphhh..."<br><br>Graham struggled, all the more weakly as his exertions forced him to breathe it in... and the sensations of pleasure overcame his fading consciousness...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 22:22:05</strong>
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				As the music lulls Graham to sleep the subliminal messages begin working it's way into her consciousness. <br><br>Recording 1: The first one will help Graham accept her new look and being female.<br>Recording 2: The second one start to instill Graham with more feminine mannerisms and vocal patterns less associated with a high powered executive and more in line with a trophy wife<br>Recording 3: This one will make Graham feel pride and pleasure when she makes Max happy or when he compliments her<br>Recording 4: Contains some programing to help make Graham more open to Max's help as well as keeping the road open for more messages down the line.<br><br>These four recording will loop over all night while the egg provides some pleasurable reinforcement.&nbsp; One night alone will probably not be enough to fully change one's attitude but who said this will be a one night affair.<br><br>The next morning Max comes in with a noticeable spring in his step.&nbsp; "Hello Graham, my you are looking quite lovely this morning.&nbsp; Did you have a pleasant sleep?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 20:42:04</strong>
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				Graham's long-lashed eyelids flutter open as the sleeping gas is withdrawn and cool air circulates instead, before the machine removes the mask and deactivates the vibrator. <br><br>He yawns and stretches, arching his back... looking down at his naked, female body with curiosity rather than dread. <br><br>"Thank you, and yes," he answers Max in that sweet new voice, without really thinking. His pretty blue eyes watch Max as he walks around the lab.<br><br><em>Why did I thank him?</em> he thinks. <em>I did sleep well, but...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 00:05:03</strong>
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				Graham's voice was music to Max's ears, and the fact that she's not snapping at him means the suggestions are working.<br><br>"That's good, I'll get you some breakfast in a minute I need to make sure everything feels right." Max says, he quickly punches a few buttons on a PC and walks over to Graham.&nbsp; He feels the smoothness of her skin, the silkiness of her hair, and lightly gropes her butt and boobs before stepping back.&nbsp; "Everything feels good, god you turned out perfect."&nbsp; He holds his gaze on her a bit longer than normal.<br><br>"I bet you are hungry, how about some oatmeal?" Max asks as he turns to the packages of instant oatmeal he keeps in the office. "I've got Peaches n Cream, Brown Suger, plain *sticks his tongue out at that one*, or Apples?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 04:03:00</strong>
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				Graham finds himself responding to Max's touch, his nipples hardening at his caress, he has to bite his lip to suppress moans of pleasure. And even then he cannot stop himself saying a breathless "Thank you" at the compliments to his new body. <br><br>"Whatever you like," he says without thinking in answer to the offer of breakfast. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 04:13:59</strong>
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				"Peaches and Cream it is,"&nbsp; Max says as he makes up a bowl, and lets it cool while he checks the computer screen once more.&nbsp; When it's cool he steps over with the bowl and begins to spoon it into Graham's mouth, "It doesn't look like I can let you out yet, the muscles are taking longer to form up than I would have thought.&nbsp; If I let you out you'll probably fall right on your face and I wouldn't want that to happen."&nbsp; Between oatmeal Max mixes in sips of water to help rehydrate her.<br><br>After he finishes feeding her Max sits back in front of Graham, "Well now Graham, we should look at giving you a new name shouldn't we.&nbsp; I mean Graham doesn't quite work for you now does it?"<br><br>He ponders for a moment before offering up Grace.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 04:37:40</strong>
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				Graham obeys every direction, pleasantly surprised by the taste of the oatmeal, nodding understandingly as his restraints are explained even as part of him wants desperately to break free.<br><br>He feels a stirring of the previous anger as Max suggests renaming him Grace... but it seems so trivial, nothign to get worked up about. He can ease Max into a false sense of security by going along, can't he... Yes...<br><br>"If you like... I will be Grace."
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-03-2012, 04:51:27</strong>
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				"Great, Grace it is."&nbsp; Max goes back to the computer to type away again.&nbsp; "Ok so I've got to do some work and it looks like you will need another two hours, so how do you feel for some training one your new life as a women?&nbsp; You know most women by this time have extensive experience putting on makeup, fashion, home care, and of course the most important pleasing a man.&nbsp; If you ever want to get a man to take care of you and help protect you, you will need to know these things."<br><br>He has her chair move to another station which a helmet that looks like it combines a set of VR goggles and headphones.&nbsp; Not really giving her a choice he pulls the helmet down and fits it snugly over her head, he softly kisses her neck as he squeezes her perfect breasts again.&nbsp; "These came out really well, I hope you like them.&nbsp; Now lets get you started."<br><br>A bevy of images and movies begin to bombard Grace with everything from fashion tips to how to apply makeup, take care of the staff at a home to make sure it looks good, and finally porno's and tantric instructional videos.&nbsp; With the speed that everything is going through Grace will need to spend a good week to soak it all in.<br><br>Meanwhile Max continues to work on various projects and analyzing the data collected from the nanites so he can refine their use.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 02:37:33</strong>
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				Graham tries to speak up, but the mention of "pleasing a man", the masterful insistence of his captor and especially the touch of his lips and hands silences him. He does not struggle, but instead surrenders, not even trying to close his eyes at the swirl of images showing and emphasising classic femininity and glamour of a kind rarely seen today.<br><br><em>No</em>, he thinks. <em>I am a man. However tempting it seems, I will not be a woman... however... tempting...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 02:45:11</strong>
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				Several hours went by before the helmet was taken off and she sees Max smile.&nbsp; "How did it go?"<br><br>"You'll be glad to know that your muscles should be fully formed.&nbsp; I'm sure you're hungry after all of that."&nbsp; Max said, it was lunch time, "If I let you out to have lunch with me, you won't run will you?"<br><br>If Grace says no Max will let her out, standing maybe difficult without heels (which she didn't have right now) but Max will be there to catch her if she falls.&nbsp; Max has set out a salad for both of them, it looks hand tossed and full of fresh vegetables with a light vinagette dressing.&nbsp; Grace could definitely see herself eating this at an elegant restaurant.<br><br>Even is she does try and run the door is locked and you need to badge to get out.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 03:33:44</strong>
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				Graham blinks, long lashes fluttering, full lips slightly parted in surprise as he tries to focus on the real world again... looking down at himself, surprised to see his body not dressed like the women in the recordings... surprised and slightly disappointed.<br><br>"Of course not," he assures Max when asked if he might run, although he intends to try - but his feet push up onto tiptoes for comfort, slowing him down, forcing him to put an arm out to Max to steady him.<br><br>Sitting is reassuring, comfortable... his buttocks feel soft and padded. He tries to ignore it as he eats, wanting to take big gulps but finding himself instead taking small nibbling bites.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 03:39:49</strong>
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				Max smile becomes broader when she grabs him to steady herself.&nbsp; He lightly places his hand on her back as he guides her to the table, then pulls her chair out for her before pushing it in like a gentleman.<br><br>Max sits to Grace's left and occasionally runs his hand up and down her leg while they ear.&nbsp; He was pleased by her small danty nibbles.<br><br>"I hope the training was to your liking?&nbsp; If you would like after lunch you could receive some more, or practice what you've learned?"&nbsp; Max asks, still teasing her leg looking for a reaction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 04:08:18</strong>
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				Graham does his best to suppress and hide shivers of enjoyment as Max strokes his smooth, sensitive leg. <br><br>"It's very... informative," he says, picking a neutral word, not wanting to sound like he's enjoying it too much. "What do you... plan to do to me?" he asks, hoping to move the subject away from the thought of practising... from the images of dressing in feminine clothes that dance behind his eyes, and the desire to make them come true.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 04:22:51</strong>
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				Informative, not what Max was hoping for but she's only gone through the reinforcement once.&nbsp; She's made great strides though that's for sure.<br><br>Max looks deeply into her eyes, "Why I plan for you to be my wife as I take over this company.&nbsp; It has been pretty much built by my designs anyway, I figured I might as well take active roll in shaping it's direction."&nbsp; He waits to gauge Grace's reaction.<br><br>"You will end up being my eye candy, my trophy wife if you will.&nbsp; Being an elegant darling at parties and social gathers but in the bedroom and in private you'll be my little whore.&nbsp; Don't look so sad, by the time we're done here you will learn to love it and me too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 04:32:26</strong>
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				Graham gasps and feels himself starting to blush as Max explains his plan to make him his wife - and a trophy wife at that, and a whore in the bedroom too. <br><br>He blushes with shame at his weakness at having let it go this far - and at the excitement and arousal he feels at the idea. <br><br>So wrong. So terrible. So tempting.<br><br>His mouth parts, he almost stops himself licking his lips. <br><br>He whispers "please d-don't do this..." and stumbles to get the word 'don't' out.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 04:40:31</strong>
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				"Why shouldn't I, you have practically been begging for something like this.&nbsp; You've bungled my last four designs, if it wasn't for the continued patents I'm creating we would have been in the red for the last two years."&nbsp; Max said a little forceful.<br><br>She has obviously made her choice, Max becomes more forceful.&nbsp; "Now stand up, it's time to go back to the chair."<br><br>Max will pick her up if he has to but she is going to go back into the chair, strapped down again and the helmet will go back on for another five hours of 'training'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 04:51:21</strong>
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				Graham gasps and shakes his head, golden curls bouncing, as he tries to rise and back away. "N-no, please!"<br><br>But he cannot be sure if he means 'please stop' or 'please continue'...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 05:00:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shhhhhh, It will be alright.&nbsp; In a few days this will all be second nature to you and you will love it.&nbsp; I promise."&nbsp; Max says, gently picking her up and holder her close to him as he walks back to the chair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-03-2012, 20:50:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham struggle weakly, gazing up at the surprisingly strong man holding him so easily, feeling so weak and so... comforted by this?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 02:03:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				On his way back Max gives Grace a little smack on her ass.&nbsp; "Oh don't struggle, things will be fine."&nbsp; Upon placing her in the chair the clamps spring back out holding her in place.&nbsp; Max caresses her check with the back of his hand and moves in for a quick kiss on the lips, "You turned out so beautiful..."&nbsp; Then lowers the helmet down again and she's back into her training.<br><br>After what feels like a blink in time the helmet comes off and Max looks down at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 05:38:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham gave a little gasp as he felt the warm stong of the spank spread through his padded bottom... and knew he'd like another. <br><br>He wanted another kiss even more...<br><br>And he couldn't stop a whispered "thank you" as he was told he was beautiful... before being bombarded with images of kissing, from a woman's perspective, and other acts as well.<br><br>He gazed up at Max as the helmet rose again, feeling his soft lips part eagerly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 22:07:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max smiled at how quickly the helmet seems to be working, he was not expecting these results this fast but also couldn't argue with the it either.<br><br>"It's about dinner time, thought you might be hungry." Max says as the binders retract, he holds up a pair of 4 in heels for her.&nbsp; "I also thought you might like to ware some shoes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 04:50:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes please," Graham said without thinking, smiling gratefully at the offer, looking admiringly at the glossy stiletto heels, eager to try them on.<br><br><em>I've never wanted to do this before...</em> he thought, but dismissed the worry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 06:06:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max hands Grace the shoes and watches her put them on, then when she's ready he reach out his hand to help her stand up and leads her to the table where a nice dinner is laid out.&nbsp; Looks like an Italian dish, oil covered noodles with some basil and chicken.<br><br>He pulled the chair out for her to sit, even though he's her captor he behaves as gentlemanly as possible.&nbsp; If Grace tries to run she will still find the door locked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 23:15:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The shoes fit perfectly, pushing him onto tiptoes but the heels supporting them, and he found his balance easily - as if he'd been wearing high heels regularly instead of never before.<br><br>He was glad of the extra height they gave back, at least, although he was still looking up at Max.<br><br>"Perhaps I can have more clothes later..." he murmured, aware of the cold air under his soft padded bottom as he sat. "Whatever you'd like..." he added softly, having a strange desire to be told what to wear...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 15:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps tomorrow, are you cold?" He's kept the lab at a comfortable temp for her naked body.&nbsp; The food was once again good, he's had all the meals catered so far.<br><br>"I'm glad your temperament has gotten better, would you like to practice some of your training this evening?"&nbsp; Max questioned, he was quite pleased with how Grace is coming along.&nbsp; She would be perfect.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 05:08:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, but I'd like to... try something on..." Graham said idly when asked if he was cold.<br><br>He nodded and murmured "yes please" when asked about practising his training. He was playing along... he told himself...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 05:29:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well since you asked so nicely, I might be able to get you something.&nbsp; You do look quite attractive now though."&nbsp; Max says with a smile.<br><br>After finishing his dinner he asks, "What would you like to practice?"&nbsp; Max gets up and shows her the few stations he has set up; one is a make up chair and station like an actress would have, a large mirror with plenty of lights lining it along with a rack of high end cosmetics.&nbsp; &nbsp;Next is a large Armour filled with cloths specifically tailored to Grace's size, Max's taste in fashion is not broad and he just had a personal shopper pick out some outfits, others were picked up at a different 'specialty store' and definitely fit the 'whore in the bedroom look'.&nbsp; Most dresses were cut low to show off her new cleavage, and the 'special' cloths ranged from maid outfits to lingerie to cloths with more leather and buckles than anything else.<br><br>Finally Max pushes a button and a bedroom set slides out from behind a rotating wall.&nbsp; A soft overstuffed queen sized bed with two night stands lock into position, after sleeping in a chair last night this probably looks like heaven to Grace.<br><br>"Now then, here's some clothing you can try on.&nbsp; Then we have a place for you to freshen up your makeup, or if you'd prefer we could try out the bed?"&nbsp; Max asks, getting this far so fast is a win in Max's eyes.&nbsp; She might be able to come home with him tomorrow if she progresses at this speed tomorrow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 03:38:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham did not resist as Max reached for his hand and lifted him easily out of the seat, and quickly found his balance on the high heels he was locked into, with only a slight and flattering sway to his hips and chest as he walked to each station. <br><br>He felt a chill run down his exposed spine at the makeup table, as he caught a glimpse of himself - herself - the beautiful and entirely female body that he was now trapped inside and which felt more and more comfortable and natural with every passing moment. And in his mind's eye he could see how his new face would look with this style of makeup, or that, or the next...<br><br>He had to suppress a shiver as he looked over the clothes. The gleam of silk lingerie, the glint of polished high heels, the swish of skirts and dresses as Max opened it... the sight of a variety of fetishes, waiting for him to act them out for this man's pleasure. <br><br>He felt a blush rise as the glossy satin maid's dress swung on its hanger, and he remembered admiring girls wearing such things... and tried not to picture himself putting it on.<br><br>And his blush deepened as the bed slid out. Until now, he had thought the plan was only to shame him. Now he believed that Max truly planned to make him his wife. <br><br>Should he try and attack? Or stall? Or... yes, stall.<br><br>"Well... I have to thank you for being so generous... so maybe... I should try on something you'll like, then you can unwrap your present?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 04:10:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My present, you seem to be coming around."&nbsp; Max liked the sound of that, she certainly seemed to change her tune.&nbsp; <br><br>"Lets see here...no, not that...this might be a little advanced for you yet..." Max seems to be thumbing through various outfits before pulling out cloths.&nbsp; A strapless silken bra and panties and a dress (http://www.articlesweb.org/blog/wp-content/gallery/dress-to-impress/dress-to-impress-15.jpg (http://www.articlesweb.org/blog/wp-content/gallery/dress-to-impress/dress-to-impress-15.jpg)), "Here we go, I think you are a summer.&nbsp; What do you think?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 04:35:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," Graham said with a smile, genuinely grateful to be allowed clothes at all, even if they were... so... so soft...<br><br>He was barely feeling the cool, smooth black silk lingerie before he stepped into the snug panties, letting out a little gasp at how good they felt gently gripping his shapely hips and buttocks, covering his vagina. Just as quickly he was fastening the bra skilfully behind his back, enjoying the support as the cups lifted and emphasised his breasts.<br><br>He noticed Max watching him, and felt the blush at his cheeks again, even though he was covering himself up after days in the nude it felt like he was performing to please. So he struck a suitable pose.<br><br>"Could... could I wear stockings with this?"<br><br>He would have to take the shoes off then, wouldn't he... he could escape...?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 04:52:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Silly me, of course..." Max doesn't even think she'd need stocking but after rummaging through the wardrobe he comes up with a pair that might work.&nbsp; "Here you are Grace, and might I say you look quite lovely."&nbsp; Max will offer to help her remove her shoes.<br><br>If Grace tries to run without the shoes she is liable to fall as her feet are now arched in such a way to make wearing tall heels more acceptable, not wearing heels would be difficult.&nbsp; Plus the door is still locked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 05:28:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you," Graham says with a smile as he is released from the straps on the high heels... his footing uncertain without them. He considers running, grabbing a heel and striking Max on the temple... not the best time, still on his guard... so he takes the stockings and sits a the makeup table to carefully, skilfully roll them on.<br><br>He cannot deny how good that feels, cool silk clinging to soft skin, or how good it looks as, barely thinking about it, he settles the garters in place. He raises one foot, then the other, to be put back into a suitable pair of heels to go with the dress, before standing to slip it on...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 23:37:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max offered his hand to help Grace off the table and this time after she hopped off he pulled her in close to give her an intense lingering kiss before slowly letting her go to finish putting on her dress.&nbsp; She could probably feel the attention stir within his pants, "Lets get you in that dress." he whispers to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 02:04:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham let out a little gasp as Max so easily lifted him and pulled him into his strong arms, and had to stop himself struggling as he felt his lips meet his. <br><br>He closed his eyes, partially not to see what was being done to him... partially because it seemed the thing to do... as he allowed himself to be kissed by a man, a former employee... a good kisser...<br><br>He blinked as he was released, and felt his cheeks warm with a blush again as he noticed Max's reaction to the kiss, and to his feminised and silk-clad body. He nodded meekly as he was told to put the dress on, and slipped it on like a shirt, tugging it down... aware of how soft and thin it was, how it hugged his curves...<br><br>He adjusted the straps to bare his shoulders, the belt to show off his small waist. <br><br>There was an undeniable thrill about it. He was wearing a dress... and it felt good. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 02:19:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've said it before, and I will say it again, you look amazing.&nbsp; How do you feel?"&nbsp; Max said letting out a whistle as she adjusted the dress to make it hang off her as it should.&nbsp; She looked phenomenal, and was definitely a summer.<br><br>"Lets get you in the chair and see how well the make up classes took."&nbsp; He says as he leads her to the chair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 02:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I feel... good," Graham confessed as he felt the dress hug his body delightfully, the stockings caress his legs and the lingerie cling pleasingly. He did not blush at the compliments on his feminine appearance this time - he knew that he deserved them.<br><br>And now he had to know how he would look "completed", so he did not resist at all as he was lead to the makeup table, holding his skirt under him as he sat to keep it from creasing or riding up.<br><br>Looking over the varieties of makeup availabe, he knew what he would have to do, which colours and types to choose. He began with foundation...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 03:16:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max just watches as Grace begins to apply the makeup.&nbsp; He's not really up on the whole makeup thing as he doesn't wear it so he just watches as she applies it.<br><br>Every brush stroke, every curl of the eyelash brush makes her beauty shine more so.&nbsp; <br><br>When she's done, he complements her again and spins her as she gets off the chair then spins her back in and holds her close as if they were dancing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-04-2012, 01:37:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once he begins, Graham cannot stop. He wants - needs to know how he will look and feel properly made up, and what feels like years of experience guide his slender hands as he applies dramatic eyeshadow, soft blusher, strong lipstick, giving the woman in the mirror an appealing evening look that matches the dress she wears... the dress he wears... the dress he put on himself, as he is the makeup, the shoes, the jewellery, even the perfume. <br><br>He had no choice in the feminine transformation of his body, but he meekly surrendered and even participated in dressing and preparing to look as beautiful and sexy a woman as he could. <br><br>And now he's done, as he looks at the woman in the mirror, he feels overwhelming pleasure and pride. <br><br>He will dress as a lady every day from now on.<br><br>He lets out a sweet little gasp as Max spins him on a heel and draws him close, blushing softly as he looks up into his eyes, his red lips softly parting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>07-04-2012, 02:09:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's cute, your blush..." Max says as their lips move close together and meet in a kiss of equal passions.&nbsp; Arms glide up and down backs, asses are squeezed, knee's bent, and as they come up for air lipstick is smeared.<br><br>"Well now...looks like I either bought the cheap stuff or you need more practice."&nbsp; As Max points out her smudged lipstick all over her face and she can see it smeared on his as well, gazing into her eyes.&nbsp; He moves in for another kiss.<br><br>After the second kiss Max goes to walk her towards the bed, "I know you just got into that dress, but would you like help taking it off?&nbsp; Or would you just like to go to sleep?"&nbsp; Max isn't sure how much of Graham is gone and Grace is there.&nbsp; This is all kind of delicate, so it might just be another night.&nbsp; Max plans on sleeping in the office tonight, mostly likely next to Grace...unless she still needs more time in the hypno-helmet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2012, 01:19:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham surrenders completely to the kiss, feeling his new body respond, as he can tell Max is as well. He wants to be kissed, he wants to be caressed, he wants a man to do these things to him...<br><br>"Take it off," he whispers breathlessly, too lost to sensual pleasure to stop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-04-2012, 02:21:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max slides his hand to her zipper and begins to pull it down.&nbsp; The dress slips off after he moves away from the kiss, spinning her around he pulls her back into him.&nbsp; Reaching his arms around to cup her breasts and begins to kneed them.&nbsp; After groping them for a while he begins to rub circles around her nipples causing them to stand out from the silken bra. <br><br>Max kisses up her neck and nibbles on her ear as he pinches her nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 02:20:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham lets out a small gasp as he feels the dress slide off, feels Max's hands on his soft skin, his lips, the caress of his senstive silk-wrapped breasts. Nothing has ever felt this good. "Yes," he whispers, eager for more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 02:30:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of Max's hands keeps a firm grip on her breast while the other slowly slides down to her panties.&nbsp; Using the silk as his weapon he presses it against her neither lips and rubs her mound through the silk, ever so slowly working her clit out and against the silk.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh yes, this is what you've been missing by being stubborn this past day."&nbsp; He whispers into her ear, his hard erection still trapped in his pants cozies up and settles between her ass checks, his hand still pressing on her driving her ass further into his crotch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 02:40:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham moaned as his new vagina moistened in response to Max's touch, even as he blushed at being told he could have had this days ago...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 03:06:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max continues working on Grace for a few minutes, moving her close to the edge but not wanting to move her over.<br><br>Then backs off, "Well I've helped you out of your dress, I think you should help me out of my cloths...don't you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 03:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham cannot even try to hide his disappointment as the caresses stop, and quickly nods, his dainty hands already turning to grasp the collar and buttons of Max's shirt, to quickly undo it and pulls it off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 03:28:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max watches Grace almost tear his shirt off as she goes for the buttons, a few pop off but it's not something he's too concerned about.&nbsp; He grabs her hands as he sees them shake with anticipation, looking her in the eyes he says, "No need to rush, we have all night."&nbsp; Then kisses her on the lips once more before letting her go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 03:33:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham quivers as Max easily restrains him, hands around his slim wrists, and tells him to slow down. It gives him a moment to think. <em>What am I doing? I'm... a man...</em> Then he is drawn into another kiss, and that no longer matters. He more slowly and carefully starts to undo Max's trousers, hands brushing their well filled crotch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 03:54:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, just like that..." Max moans has his pants slip down to his ankles and she brushes past his super hard member.&nbsp; It's still contained by his briefs but not by much.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 04:04:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham can't help but smile at Max's reaction, both his words and his body, as he reaches into the band of his briefs and slides them down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 04:22:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Pulling down his bulging underwear causes his cock to flop out and bounce off her face and there the one-eyed cobra sits hyponotically bobbing in front of her face just waiting to be taken.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 04:31:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham stares, his red lips parting slightly, blushing but not looking away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 04:38:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max places his hand on the back of Grace's head and moves her head in till her lips meet his cock.&nbsp; He'd let her get a taste as the precum that coats the head, then he'll slowly push the rest of the it in so she can put her cock sucking skills to the test.&nbsp; <br><br>She's still a novice, so Max doesn't expect much even with the few hours of training.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 04:45:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham feels a chill at the idea of doing this, but does not shy away from it - as much a chill of doing the forbidden as of fear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 04:54:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max continues to slowly thrust in and our of Grace's mouth, teasing and testing her gag reflex (it should be fairly deep but taking the entire thing might be a bit much for her at this moment).&nbsp; After testing her to her limits Max pulls out and tips her head up so she can see his eyes.&nbsp; "The bed..." He motions, as Grace moves over to the bed Max takes time to remove his shoes and take off his pants before walking over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 04:57:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham must have looked too eager, or too reluctant, or both, he thinks he is ordered to the bed... an order he quickly obeys, lying on the cool sheets in only his silk lingerie and makeup, watching Max finish undressing and approach... breathing heavily at the thought of what is about to happen... what he wants...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 01:49:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max walked over he pressed his fingers into her silk clad pussy before slowly removing her panties.&nbsp; Her moist slit glistened in the light, he then continued to tease her cunt by rubbing his head up and down the length.&nbsp; He then slowly inserted just the head, before pulling it out, teasing her slit again before driving it home deep into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 02:40:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham did not even try to stop a sensual moan passing between his red lips as Max entered his waiting vagina. How had this happened... why had he let it... why did it feel so good... why hadn't it happened sooner?<br><br>His female body quivered with excitement and arousal as Max teased him, and he breathily whispered "more..." as he felt his slit being filled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 02:54:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max didn't even think about stopping, he just kept thrusting in making sure to use long deep strokes never quite pulling out before pushing back in.<br><br>Then he switches it up with some short fast strokes, his hanging balls smacking her butt as he raises her legs up to help with his penetration.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 03:01:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham allows himself to be penetrated again and again, guided and moved to let Max in deeper, as his new body responds, waves of pleasure running through it as he lets out gasps of ecstasy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 03:23:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace was just as tight as he expected, it felt wonderful on his thick cock.&nbsp; He loved the way she gasped and moaned, he was close to cumming..."I'm about to cum..." Max says before spurting into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 23:11:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham let out a breathless moan as he felt Max come inside him. It felt so good to be taken by a man, kissed and caressed and penetrated. Life as a man would never be enough for him again, he wanted to be a woman...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>13-04-2012, 15:06:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max kissed her again as he crawled next to her to lie down, her ass pushing into his crotch as his arm held her just below the breast.&nbsp; He was still semi-hard but also tired, if she wanted more she was going to have to crawl on top.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 04:37:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wanted more, he wanted this man's hardness inside him again reminding him that he was a woman completely, and willingly, and forever.<br><br>"Can you keep going?" he whispered in his sultry, utterly feminine voice as he slid back onto Max's partial erection and gave it a little squeeze with his inner muscles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>14-04-2012, 04:48:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure, stay on top," Max takes her hands as he begins to thrust his hips up and down to begin bouncing her on his rapidly stiffening cock.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 02:26:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... yes... Yes..." Greg allows himself to be guided and penetrated again and again. Sex as a man was never close to this good, he thinks as he focuses on riding Max.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 02:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max grunted as Grace and him synced their movements together.&nbsp; He rides longer this time having gotten hard again so close to his last orgasm.&nbsp; As tired as he is he powers on through to make sure they both get the explosive ending they were looking for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 02:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Graham gasps and squeal with pleasure as Max pushes him to orgasm and comes inside him. <br><br>As he moves to let Max slide free, he shifts to lie beside him, gazing at the man who turned him into a woman. Smiling.<br><br>"Thank you," Grace whispers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 02:56:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max smiles back, "You are welcome.&nbsp; I think tomorrow we go home.&nbsp; But for now, *yawn* I think it's time to go to sleep."&nbsp; <br><br>Max pulls Grace close as he drifts off to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 02:57:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, with no reluctance, Grace kisses Max on the cheek and allows himself - herself to be held. She considers how easily she could escape... but why would she want to do that?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 03:03:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next morning Max wakes up to find Grace still snuggling against him, he just lies there until she gets up.&nbsp; When she does he will kiss her good morning, "Hello, have a pleasant sleep?"<br><br>When she's ready, he'll slip out from next to her and walk to the micro-bathroom he has set up.&nbsp; He is just going to clean himself up a bit and get dressed before both he takes them both home.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 03:13:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods as she blinks sleep away from her big blue eyes. "I did... I dreamed about my new life, who I am now." She feels a blush rising, and does not try to hide it. "I wish... you'd done this months ago..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 03:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm glad, although if I'd done it months ago you would be a petite asian with even bigger breasts."&nbsp; Max jokes, in truth he's been working at this for the past year.&nbsp; He tested the procedure on himself first, making his own cock the size she sampled last night.<br><br>He comes back with a simple dress for her to ware and some cloths for himself, "Her you go, sorry no real shower space in here.&nbsp; Lets go home and we can clean up for real."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 03:30:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushes and smiles. "Well, then... I love the way I look now... the way I feel."<br><br>She slips on the loose sun dress, steps into her high heels and soon finds her balance. "Will... will I have more clothes there?" she asks, blushing again. "I like... dressing up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 03:51:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After she stands in her heels, Max can't resist sweeping her into his arms again and holding her close.&nbsp; "You look beautiful in anything...but yes there is another wide selection of clothing at home.&nbsp; Although I encourage you to go shopping for your own style."&nbsp; He kisses her again, then go to leave out the door.<br><br>It's about a half an hour drive home in his sedan.&nbsp; Home is not quite a mansion, but it's a fairly large house fashioned in a Victorian style, inside its all hardwood floors until you get to the bedrooms then its all plush carpeting.&nbsp; "Here's home." Max says.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 04:13:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace smiles blissfully a Max holds and kisses her, tells her that she is beautiful. Why did she ever want anything else? <br><br>She pays no attention to the location of the lab - why would she want to go back there? She never wants to be a man again. Instead she watches her man drive.<br><br>She smiles happily at the house, as he calls it home she knows she will belong there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 04:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Before they left Max hit a few buttons on his phone to have the tub draw them a bath and have it nice and warm by the time they get home, so now that they are here Max begins to lead her towards the large master bath.&nbsp; "There will be time for a tour later, but now we should hop into the bath."&nbsp; Max says as he shows her the large bathtub filled with soapy bubbles.<br><br>He helps Grace out of her sundress and into the tub before taking off his jeans and a t-shirt before slipping in with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 04:27:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wriggles out of her dress willingly and helps unfasten his jeans as she leads the way to the waiting bath, smiling at him lustily.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 04:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bath is only half an excuse for them to fool around with each other, but they make a pretty good go of it.&nbsp; Max takes a soapy sponge and begins to slide it up and down Graces back before slipping up next to her, moving his arm around and paying more attention to her chest.&nbsp; She can feel his newly hard member sandwiched between them as he gets her to lean back into his waiting arms.<br><br>The sponge glides over each breast and slips between them where he lets it go to grasp her boobs and squeeze them around the soapy sponge.&nbsp; It isn't long before keeping the sponge inbetween is no longer his motivation for caressing her chest.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 05:08:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She says nothing, only makes quiet, contented, and increasingly aroused little moans at his touch, and shifts to feel his erection better.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 05:14:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max begins kissing up her neck as Grace shifts to slide his cock along her butt, his hands would love to never leave those luscious breasts but they give her nipples one final tweak before sliding down to play with her slit.<br><br>He rubs a few fingers along it before bending one that he then slides into her soft tight folds, wiggles it a bit then draws it out, only to start again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 05:19:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... That feels so... good..." she breathily confesses as she feels his touch inside her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 23:19:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max continues his caressing, fingering, and kissing until she climaxes.&nbsp; "Mmmmmm, now that you are all clean how about you help me?" Max says as he brings his hands up to squeeze her breasts once again while pushing his throbbing erection into her back once again.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 05:41:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Happy to help," she whispers dreamily as she moves on his erection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-04-2012, 23:41:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max moves to allow Grace better access to his body, "I seem to have lost the sponge."&nbsp; Then moans as she begins to work his thick member.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 03:00:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe I should feel around for it, then..." she suggests with a teasing smile, turning and reaching down into the water, her hand brushing the tip of his erection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 03:03:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ooohhh, I don't think that's it.&nbsp; But you don't need to stop, dear." Max squirms as she softly grazes him again and again.&nbsp; He is getting so very hard now with her playful teasing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-04-2012, 02:29:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're right..." She smiles coyly as she runs her fingertips up and down his shaft.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>19-04-2012, 02:32:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"*UGH*"&nbsp; Max groans, his shaft bobbing up and down in the soapy water as he leans back into his beautiful lover's body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-04-2012, 02:40:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace smiles as she quite casually pushes him towards orgasm. He has all this power over her... but now she has power over him as well...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>19-04-2012, 03:16:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Things are going just how Max wanted it to end, he didn't want a meek slave he wanted a Trophy wife.&nbsp; Someone who he could hang off and show off and was devoted to him (he would in turn be devoted to her as well) but had their own life.&nbsp; And of course would be a whore in the bedroom.<br><br>Grace soon pushes him over the edge with her expert manipulations, after he comes down he turns to face Grace and pulls her in to give a passionate kiss.&nbsp; His tongue invaded her mouth as his hands roam over her back grabbing her ass and pulling her into him more.&nbsp; "I love you."&nbsp; He whispers as he comes up for air before diving down again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 01:14:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace lets out a small gasp at the grasping, and a larger one at the words. "And... I love you..." she whispers. "Thank you for changing me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 01:20:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are very welcome."&nbsp; Max responds, he grasps her waist and lifts Grace up placing her back on his once again hardening cock.&nbsp; He bounces her up and down his cock again as he hugs her close once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 01:35:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles at this, and at being placed on Max's strong erection. "Being a woman... is soooo much better..." she breathes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 01:48:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They continue fucking till the water goes cold, they don't really get very clean in the end.<br><br>It moves towards the middle of the afternoon, Max is tired from the bath and slumps on the couch in bathrobe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 02:30:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I should let you rest, shouldn't I?" Grace notes, not really wanting to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 02:44:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max smiles, "How can you not be tired?&nbsp; Well you could come over here and lie next to me. *YAWN*"&nbsp; Max opens his robe so she can curl up to him, then wrap it around both of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 02:52:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You didn't make me to be tired..." she smiles as she draws close, sliding out of her own silk robe, giving him a pleasing view of her doing so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 02:57:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max drinks in Graces curves as she slinks out of her robe and into his, he can feel her warmth radiating into his body.&nbsp; Her pert nipples sitting on top of her beautiful breasts press into his chest as he once again embraces her.<br><br>"I think that means you'll just have to do more of the work next time."&nbsp; Max jokes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 03:01:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whatever you say," she smiles. "Although I didn't think trophy wives worked, and that's what we both want me to be..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 03:13:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you got me there, but I think an exception or two can be made."&nbsp; &nbsp;Max laughs and yawns again.&nbsp; "I'm going to take a nap, wake me when you're hungry and we'll do something for dinner."&nbsp; Max closes his eyes to drift off, still holding Grace close.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 03:19:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something where I have to dress up..." she adds hopefully, then watches him sleep for a moment.<br><br><em>What now?</em> she thinks as she slips easily out of his loosening grip. Alone for the first time since the transformation began. <em>I thought I'd want to run... I don't...</em><br><br>She goes through to the bedroom, heading straight for the wardrobe...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 03:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace will find a fully stocked wardrobe, everything from sun dresses to elegant gowns to lingerie (both vanilla and more fetish variety).&nbsp; In the drawers she will find lacy underwear, silken bras, and stockings.&nbsp; The closet houses rows of shoes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 03:41:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oooh..." she whispers as she looks over her new clothes, filled with a desire to try on absolutely everything, to let her man see her dressed up, to wear the sexiest things to turn him on.<br><br>"I never wanted to dress as a woman before... but... now I want to dress up all the time..." She grins as she states this. <br><br>She starts eagerly looking through the selection of evening wear for something like a black cocktail dress... something she can wear while draped on his arm at the best restaurant in the city...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 03:48:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max sleeps peacefully as Grace tries on several dresses before finding the perfect one...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 03:56:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wearing feminine clothing, feeling it against her soft skin, fills her with pleasure. She practices posing in front of the mirror, flirting and teasing with her imaginary man and smiling for imaginary cameras.<br><br>Finally she finds just the right dress for her debut. She lays out all the matching silk lingerie, the stockings, the stiletto heels, the makeup, jewellery and perfume...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 04:00:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Grace comes back down stairs she sees Max is still asleep but his robe hanging off him giving her a view that she has seen quite a bit over the last day, his impressive nakedness sprawled out for anyone to see.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 04:23:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She can't help but smile as she looks over him. The man of her dreams, as she is now... as she feels like she always should have been. Still, no point waking him too early...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-04-2012, 04:30:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Grace continues to explore the house she will find a large kitchen, a dinning room set with fine china, and an area just off the master bath set up as a makeup stand.&nbsp; Various high quality products sit there waiting to be applied, mixed in there is some very nice (and expensive) jewelry including several styles of wedding rings.<br><br>Max had apparently thought of everything...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 00:38:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, almost everything. As she looks at the diamond rings, she thinks <em>what I really want is a proper wedding...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 04:50:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oops, the one thing Max failed to think fully threw.&nbsp; Still the selection is nice and expansive.<br><br>Close to 4:30-5:00 Max will begin to stir and awaken, stomach growling and cock erect from naughty dreams.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 16:12:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A little early to go out, so early for her to be properly dressed, so she's only in a black silk nightie trimmed with white lace and a pair of back mules, although she has retouched her makeup. She was fastidious about her looks as Graham, but never enjoyed it. Making herself look feminine and sexy for her man delights her now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 20:08:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max find Grace after waking up and closing her robe once again.&nbsp; "Magnificent," he says upon seeing her in the nighty, after admiring the view for a little while longer he asks.&nbsp; "What would you like to do for dinner?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 21:05:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and poses for him, her eyes drawn to his crotch. "I was thinking you might take me out to dinner later, somewhere expensive..." she held up her favourite of the engagement rings, white gold with a single diamond. "If I'm going to be your wife, you should propose to me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 21:35:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wife, I thought we were just going to sleep together and fuck each other's brains out."&nbsp; Max jokes as he kisses her forehead while taking the ring from her hand.<br><br>Moving down to one knee he gently takes her hand, "Grace...would you be my wife?"&nbsp; Holding on to her hand he holds up the ring waiting for her response.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 06:29:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles dreamily. "Of course I will."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 14:11:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max slips the ring on her finger, then stands and pulls her close to give her another kiss full of passion.<br><br>"That's good because I didn't really have another option."&nbsp; Max jokes after the kiss before plunging in for another.<br><br>After coming up for a second time Max pulls away for a moment, "Let me make a quick call for reservations and we can find a way to amuse ourselves for an hour or two."&nbsp; He gives a quick call making reservations for 7:00pm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 21:29:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've a feeling we'll need another bath afterwards," she murmurs with a smile, slipping out of her mules, and slowly, teasingly undressing for him as he makes the call.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 21:38:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max stiffles a moan as he places the reservations, his little minx teasing him while he is on the phone.&nbsp; She'll find him quite hard as she slips off his robe.<br><br>After hanging up Max says, "We didn't very clean after the last bath."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 00:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, maybe do that last then..." she smiles as she steps closer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 01:37:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max's erect cock initially tried to hold Grace back but soon succumbed popping up and slipping along the silk as they press close to each other.&nbsp; Max ends up turning Grace around so that her back is pressing into him while he takes up her two cream colored globes to manipulate and caress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 01:40:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She happily turns and lets him in from behind, her own hands on his strong arms as his cup her breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 01:47:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He definitely cups and molests her breasts, Grace is finding out the Max is a bit of a boob man apparently.&nbsp; He always seems to focus a good deal of attention on her breasts.<br><br>This time though when he finishes he has her lean onto the bed as he slides his hard throbbing member up her into her dripping slit from behind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 15:01:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I never did that to a woman as a man</em>, she thinks, just stopping herself saying it out loud, instead allowing a gasp of pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 15:30:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max builds up a good rhythm as he thrusts into her, his swaying balls swinging up to slap against Grace's clit with each thrust.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 15:41:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lets out little yelps with each thrust, enjoying it too much not to. Enjoying being fucked by a real man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 15:47:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They had time to kill so Max begins to vary his speed more, letting them both simmer and wallow in the pleasure.&nbsp; A cacophony of moans erupt from the two.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 15:52:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She peaks before him in this position, almost screaming as she does.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 16:03:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max goes shortly after Grace does, pressing deeply into her as he spends himself once again.<br><br>A long moan escapes his lips as he pulls out of her, "I can't think of a better way to pass the time."&nbsp; Max says as he rests next to her and kisses her again.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 16:07:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lies back, smiling at him. "Neither can I... Everything I used to worry about doesn't matter any more. This new life... being a woman is so much better, it doesn't even compare. I love it. And I want to be the best woman I can for you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 16:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm glad you feel that way, I'm going to rest here a bit if you wanted to hit the shower first.&nbsp; You are doing a wonderful job at keeping me drained."&nbsp; Max jokes, holding her next to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 16:39:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope you can keep up with me," she teases as she rises from the bed, sliding her robe back on as she goes to wash again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-04-2012, 21:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max gave her a little slap on her bum as she walked away, "He, we'll see."<br><br>Truth be told she was wearing him out, though he's cum 5 times already.&nbsp; Most men would be proud of that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 02:19:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes her lingerie into the bathroom with her, smirking and leaving her dress outside. As she slides the soap and lotions over her smooth, wet skin, she hums lightly to herself, smiling, seeming entirely content with her new life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>28-04-2012, 14:28:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max waited for Grace to finish and get out of the shower before going into the bathroom.&nbsp; "Here let me help you dry off," Max says, taking the towel and beginning to buff her dry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 06:21:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright..." she smiles, letting him stroke her through the towel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>30-04-2012, 23:52:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max strokes Grace up and down, paying special attention to her breasts, crotch, and butt.&nbsp; From bending down Max begins kissing his way up her backside, starting with a kiss on her check he goes up her back, up her neck and ends with her lips.<br><br>"There you go, all dry." Max said before disengaging himself to work his way to the shower.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 03:26:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Be quick and I can do that for you," she teases with a seductive smirk. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 03:38:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max definitely hopped to it, as soon as he jumped into the multi-headed shower he became torn between letting the himself lounge in the shower and getting out to be buffed.&nbsp; <br><br>Grace won out, he Max was in and out of the shower in 5 mins.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 20:59:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This gives her time to slip on a soft robe and start heat-curling her hair, before she stops and comes over, picking up the towel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 21:14:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max stepped out just as Grace came walking in, her golden locks half curled with towel in hand.<br><br>He stands there legs apart so she can get easy access to all of him.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 21:38:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know..." she purrs as she steps closer. "Until you changed me, I had never touched another man like this..." She brought up the towel and started to dry off his cock. "What made you decide I should become a woman? Does it excite you, knowing I was a man until you changed me?" She has a teasing smile on her full lips, but sounds as much curious as flirtatious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 22:02:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That doesn't surprise me, you were very uptight before. *OH* That's nice"&nbsp; Max says his hips bucking as she towels him off.<br><br>"Well to be perfectly honest, I didn't like the way you were taking the company or what you were doing with my inventions."&nbsp; His hips buck big time as his erection grows.&nbsp; "I figured turning you into a woman would remove you from the spot and test out a few other projects.&nbsp; You know what really turns me on, not that you were once a man but how far you've fallen and how much you enjoy it."<br><br>"Don't worry though, I'll make sure you have everything you could ever want."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 00:18:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She drops to one knee before him to dry his manhood off underneath. "Good... I don't want your eyes wandering to imagine changing others." She grins. "And why wouldn't I enjoy it? It feels so good... and I'm free of so many burdens..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 00:25:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well aside from last night and today you can't say that you were all for enjoying this."&nbsp; Max responds as she continues to dry him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 00:57:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know better now. I know you made me want to be a woman... made me want to be yours... but I don't care, because I <em>do</em> want it." She smiles as she kneels before him, caressing his erection. "Being a man never felt as good as becoming a woman. I want everything the programming showed me. I want to be beautiful... to wear beautiful clothes... to be feminine. And I want to please my man."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 01:04:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I didn't really do that much to change your mind, just some light pushing to help you be happy.&nbsp; *mmmmm* You are so good at pleasing me too."&nbsp; Max slowly moves his hips in time with her caressing, her soft hands hitting all the right spots.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-05-2012, 23:49:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd say you did rather a lot... but the thing is, I'm glad you did." She lets the towel slide. "I was angry and uptight... now I'm free of all those worries..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 00:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes you were, and yes you are.&nbsp; I don't think anyone would complain with your new outlook on life."&nbsp; Max replied.&nbsp; "You know, I think I"m fairly dry.&nbsp; Don't you?"<br><br>Grace had been 'drying' his cock and balls for quite a while, they are pretty dry at this point but it's also very hard down there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 00:25:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at his erection and smiles. "I could moisten it if you like..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-05-2012, 00:58:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes you could, but I don't know if you'll get anything out of it right now."&nbsp; Max smiles back at her offer.&nbsp; "Besides we don't want to be late for dinner."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-05-2012, 23:45:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alright..." she pouts, joking. "But I'm going to dress to turn you on."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>06-05-2012, 00:34:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know you don't have to try very hard."&nbsp; Max counters.&nbsp; "In fact if you hadn't run me to well already today you would need another shower already."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 02:51:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Promises, promises," she smirks. "Now shoo, I don't want you to see me till I'm totally dressed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 03:06:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You tease,"&nbsp; With that he gives Grace a quick peck on the cheek and leaves to get dressed.&nbsp; Something nice but not to fancy, a nice shirt and slacks with a sports coat.&nbsp; No tie, not if he can help it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 03:34:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sashays into her room and picks up the black silk panties, stepping into them, lightly patting the flatness of her crotch before slipping on and fastening the matching strapless bra, then the garter belt, before taking a seat to roll on a fresh pair of sheer black stockings, enjoying the look and feel as she smooths them on her legs and clips them into place before standing again, going over to the mirror to admire herself.<br><br>"From now on... I will always be feminine." She smiles as she whispers this. "I will always wear beautiful things..." <br><br>With that, she takes the little black dress off the rail and steps into it, drawing it up her new body with a smile of pleasure...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>08-05-2012, 03:54:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max waits by the front door for his vision of beauty to walk down the stairs.&nbsp; As he hears her coming down the stairs he begins to speak before turning to look at her, "I presume the personal shopper found you a decent selection of things to we-"&nbsp; When he does look he almost losses his lower jaw it dropped so far.&nbsp; &nbsp;Recovering after a bit Max gapes, "You look...stunning."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 02:52:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace steps out in a knee-length strapless black silk dress, sheer black hose and gleaming black stiletto heels, wearing a light wrap and carrying a glossy black handbag. Silver necklace and earrings. Evening makeup, light perfume, hair in soft curls. <br><br>She stops, smiles, and turns slowly to let him admire her. "Thank you. But you should take some of the credit, you made me like this..."<br><br>Then she smirks. "Now about you, we need to get you used to wearing ties if you're going to be a manager..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 03:34:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I can only take credit for what's inside the package, not for the wrappings."&nbsp; Max says, then mocks a shocked face then jokes.&nbsp; "A tie, oh no.&nbsp; Besides all the hip CEOs now a days go casual."<br><br>He opens the front door for Grace ushering her through when she's ready, he takes a whiff of her perfume as she walks by.&nbsp; "After you my lady, your carriage awaits."&nbsp; He opens the door for her to get in the car as well before getting in and driving them to dinner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 02:38:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then I'm old fashioned... I'm wearing <em>stockings</em>, you can wear a <em>tie</em>." She smiles seductively as she slid a fingertip across the hem of her skirt.<br><br>She pulls her gleaming wrap up slightly as she steps out, feeling the air brush against her stockinged legs and smiling at the sensation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 02:44:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know you don't have to wear stockings."&nbsp; Max smiles.&nbsp; The drive to the restaurant is fairly quick as traffic isn't that bad.&nbsp; When they get there Max gets out and opens the door for his beauty as he lets the valets park his car.&nbsp; With her arm in his they walk in and get seated at the table, once again Max acts gentlemanly and pulls the chair out for Grace so she can sit.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 02:56:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I enjoy them too much not to... and I like a man in a tie I can tug on," she adds with a flash of a teasing grin.<br><br>She stretches out a hand for him to take and help her into, and then out of, the new sports car. She swings her legs in together a a lady should, as her instruction taught her. And she smiles at him as he helps her out of the car and gladly takes his arm.<br><br><em>I'm being shown off... a prize...</em> she thinks as she saunters past the press lurking outside the restaurant. <em>And... it feels <strong>so good</strong>.</em> She smiles with pride at every glimpse of her reflection, looking beautiful on her man's arm, where she belongs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 03:06:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dinner goes well with Max stealing glances over he menu at Grace, casual brushes against the skin, holding hands, and of course the sharing of desert.&nbsp; The food is of course terrific and modestly proportioned.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 03:21:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace is the perfect dinner partner - attentive, welcoming of his touch, amused by his jokes. <br><br>She can see almost every man in the restaurant admiring her and envying Max for having her, and it both amuses her and fills her with pride to think that the man she was just a few days ago would be just like them. Little do they know how much better it is to be the woman at the centre of attention...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 03:27:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The desert was a decadent piece of carrot cake with a scope of ice cream, they were asked for only one spoon.&nbsp; Max started by spooning some ice cream in towards Grace's dainty mouth, following it up with a quick kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 02:02:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace slowly, enticingly licks the spoon clean before parting her lips a little wider for Max, closing her eyes in the kiss.<br><br>Being a woman, dressing like this, being treated like this, seen like this... it feels so good...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>14-05-2012, 02:52:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They traded spoons full of desert until it was gone, then paid the bill and just like their entrance Max escorted his Trophy wife to be out and back to the car affording her all manners of curtase one can give to a woman.<br><br>And the next they knew they were back at home, full and at least for Max still a little tired from the day's activities.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 04:22:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace smiles at every courtesy, enjoying their novelty and knowing she deserves them as she walks out with his hand on the small of her back, completely comfortable in her tight skirt and high heels. <br><br>She smiles again as he holds the door for her after parking, and the front door as well. <br><br>"So, do I pass the test? Do I make a good woman?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-05-2012, 12:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a chuckle Max replies, "Oh you passed, you passed a long time ago.&nbsp; I think I've got enough for one more test tonight."<br><br>Max pulls Grace close as he closes the door and kisses her, his hand on her back as he dips her back slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 00:09:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as he draws her close, in the kiss, letting herself be dipped without hesitation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-05-2012, 01:44:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max straightened them both up from the kiss, sliding his hand up behind Grace's dress he ever so slowly pulled the zipper down and gives the sides a good yank as to have her gown slide off her body.&nbsp; Then Max backs her against the wall and begins kissing her rather forcefully and darting a hand inside to grope at her breasts while sliding his leg across her crotch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 03:27:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She responds with a gasp and a lusty smile, one hand tight on the small of his back with fingers splayed, the other reaching up to unbutton his shirt. "See, a tie would give me... something to hold on to..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 04:08:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cloth begin falling away as Max and Grace continue to be joined together at the mouth and it wasn't long before he's thrusts into her while she's still back to the wall.<br><br>"We'll...*ugh* see."&nbsp; Max replies.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 04:31:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she feels his erection enter her, shifting to slide on it and moisten more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 04:46:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max continues to thrust up into Grace driving his chest into hers.&nbsp; Max lets out soft moan as he feels her tighten around him, one of his hands move down to lift her leg up to increase his leverage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 02:35:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grits her teeth as she feels him push in further, flexing her muscles around his manhood.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 03:13:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And Max keeps flexing his muscle into her maidenhood, not only can Grace feel her beautiful butt bouncing off the wall but Max's large sack continues to slap against her leg and crotch as well.<br><br>It isn't long before quickens his pace once again before thrusting as deep as he can and emptying his load for the...well Max has lost count it seems into his bride to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 03:16:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tightens a bit more as she feels him come, knowing she doesn't have long to ride him now...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 03:28:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max indeed slowed down, utterly spent but tried to keep up till Grace finds her climax as well.&nbsp; <br><br>Once they both Max kisses Grace once again then takes her hand and turns on very shaky legs to the staircase, "I don't know about you dear but I am beat."&nbsp; He might need Grace's help to get up the stairs and into bed but once he does he'll sleep quite well tonight.&nbsp; Both because of how tired he is and because of this beautiful woman he gets to hold close all night long.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 03:39:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry, I'm sure I wont be <em>quite</em> this insatiable most nights... it's just <em>so good</em>..." She grins as she slips an arm around him, nuzzling close as she supports him up the stairs to their luxurious bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 06:15:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Apparently I've create both a trophy wife and monster."&nbsp; He jokes back and lays in the bed, their wall fucking session had stripped him of most of his cloths so there's not much to do but crawl up into bed with his nubile 'young' wife-to-be.&nbsp; <br><br>He holds her close, draping a hand across her chest as she falls asleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-06-2012, 20:49:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... just remember, I love what you've done to me..." she whispered into his ear, then kissed it, sucking his earlobe for a moment.<br><br>She lies with him, smiling to herself as she drifts off. She has never been happier... never even close to this happy when she was a man...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 03:32:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next morning comes and Grace and Max are still embracing each other when Max's alarm goes off.&nbsp; With a heavy groan he reaches over to turn it off, gives Grace a squeeze and slides out of bed to take a shower.&nbsp; With not showing up yesterday he really needs to go in today to make sure the transition of power goes correctly.&nbsp; <br><br>If everything goes well perhaps they'll have to look for something in more of a mansion than a house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 03:48:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace watches him go, frowning slightly. "So... what am I supposed to do all day if you're off to work?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 03:53:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What any trophy wife would do, drink wine and eat bonbons."&nbsp; Max joked.&nbsp; "Well you could start planning the wedding, we are engaged after all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 04:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles at that. "I do have a dress to shop for, certainly... mmm, women's clothing is <em>so</em> much fun, I feel naughty every time I get dressed up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 04:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let me know where you are going to go and I'll set up a line of credit.&nbsp; At least until I can get you your own credit card, or get you added to my cards.&nbsp; Have a great day, I usually get home around 5."&nbsp; He gives her a deep kiss as he heads out the door for work.<br><br>Work was just about as chaotic as he expected, the transition went about as smoothly as one could have hoped but still some unforeseen problems popped up.&nbsp; Nothing big but it left Max quite tired by the end of the day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 05:36:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll have to investigate boutiques, dressmakers and so on..." She smiles langourously, clearly relishing the thought. "I'll look online, draw up some lists."<br><br>Which is indeed what she does, for a while. <br><br>"Alone at last," she murmurs as she hears his car drive off. She looks at the door, at the way to freedom... then shakes her head and goes to the lingerie drawer to pick out something to welcome him home in. She tries a few things on, some complete outfits from lingerie to lipstick. She remembers what she liked to see women wear when she was a man, and does her best to find out how it feels to be such a woman and wear such things herself... and it feels good...<br><br>She spends hours trying on luxurious feminine clothing, admiring herself in the mirror, taking her picture... finding out how to walk with a wiggle and sit without revealing too much... looking through catalogues and sites for more she might buy and wear, not least as a bride but also as a temptress...<br><br>When she notices the time is after five she showers, and changes into what she had picked out first of all. A sheer black robe over a girdle, seamed stockings, evening makeup and stiletto heels. Based on a look she remembers enjoying from a magazine (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqgbkxzle91qatbdco1_500.jpg). She waits, and hopes her man will appreciate the welcome home.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 05:52:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Grace dear, I'm home."&nbsp; Max calls out as he get home, there was noticeable exhaustion in his voice.&nbsp; "I'm sorry I had to declare the old you dead.&nbsp; With your car left in the lot it was the only thing to do."&nbsp; He begins searching for his fiance, eventually finding her in a big plush chair in the living room.<br><br>He gapes slightly at Grace's look, "Have I ever told you how snappy of a dresser you are?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 06:03:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace chuckles at being told her old self is dead. "Well, I for one won't miss him. I'm far happier now... and I hope you are too..."<br><br>She steps out, giving him the full effect, holding the hem of her robe to let it swish as she half turns. "Some of it is programming... but some of it is what I like. You approve?"<br><br>She smiles, enjoying the effect she has on him. Worth every penny.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 06:13:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hehe, well it's matters more if you had anything from your old life that you wanted.&nbsp; Sadly it also means most of your former wealth is lost to you.&nbsp; But when you say and look like that, I can't say you're wrong for not caring."&nbsp; He takes three steps forward after her little half turns and pulls her close for a deep kiss, his hand reaches down and grabs her ass.&nbsp; She can feel his member harden as her crotch grinds into him.<br><br>When he pulls back he finally answers, "Does that answer your question?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-06-2012, 23:00:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's a start," she says as her red lips part in a grin, as she raises a hand to stroke his cheek so he can feel the tips of her long nails. "I want you inside me..." she whispers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 00:32:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max shivered as her nails stroked his cheek, Grace was so sensual and turning him on so utterly it's unbelievable.&nbsp; "Well if you insist."&nbsp; Max says as he removes his hand from her ass and moves to take off his belt and lower his pants, his shoes already kicked off up on entering the home.<br><br>As much as she wants him in her Max decides to prolong it a bit, he stands behind her pressing his erect member into her butt as his hands slide down her slinky body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 03:45:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do..." <br><br>She smiles as she feels his erection, proud of causing it and pleased with her power, as his hands peel the gauzy robe from her and slide down her girdled hourglass figure. She turns to look over her shoulder at him, just one eye hooded by a lowered shaded eyelid, slyly watching him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 03:52:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry I'll take care of this too."&nbsp; Max says after her sly look, he begins to kiss her neck starting on the side opposite the way she's turning her head.&nbsp; Starting at the exposed shoulder and moving up till he's nibbles at her ear then switches to the other side and plants another kiss up on her waiting lips.<br><br>While showering his love in kisses his hands continue to roam, squeezing her pert breasts and moving from one inner thigh to the other, sliding a long finger up and down her slit while he does.<br><br>Finally he says while cupping her well moistened vagina, "I believe these are in the way."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 04:30:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She closes her eyes and smiles blissfully at his kisses on her skin, her hands moving to join and rest on his as they slide across her body. She grins at his touch on her slit, her body responding to so much more pleasure than she ever felt before the change, and always wanting more. <br><br>As he whispers that her knickers are in the way, she smirks. "Undo my garters... up to you whether you want to take off my stockings as well..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>06-06-2012, 04:47:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max has Grace put one leg up on the chair so he can unlatch the garter belt, then the other leg before having her bend over the chair.&nbsp; He kneels down behind her and slowly slides off her panties giving her ass a quick nibble as he stands up and slides his cock slowly along her slit to help lube it up.<br><br>With firm hands on her hip Max thrusts into her wet box and slowly begins to pump in and out of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-06-2012, 02:29:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She plants her feet in their high-heeled mules more firmly on the floor as his cock enters her, as she tightens around it and starts working to make it come.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>07-06-2012, 04:49:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max moans as she feels Grace tighten down around him and keeps up the slow pace with long strokes, he doesn't want to knock her over with some stronger quicker thrusts.&nbsp; Although her wide stance that allows him to penetrate further does help with that...<br><br>*Slap, Slap* His hand comes down a couple a times causing her plush butt to jiggle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 03:09:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not too hard," she murmurs at the spanking. "Not the hard I like..." she adds as she shifts slightly, riding his cock a little higher.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 03:15:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				None of Max's slaps were that hard, he mostly wanted to see her ass shake.&nbsp; "Certainly..."&nbsp; Max replies and redoubles his efforts in his thrusts, giving her the hard she wanted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 03:30:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." She grins as she pushes against his thrust, taking it deeper. "If you want to spank me, I should be naughty..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 03:32:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, you can be naughty can you...*ugh*"&nbsp; Max responds before slamming himself in one final time, he can feel his cock tighten in the telltale signs of an orgasm.&nbsp; Then Grace can also feel him spurt into her waiting tunnel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 03:35:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, I can..." she purrs, as she tightens to draw out another spurt, milking her man for all he's worth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 03:53:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max helps his lady stand up, he's still in her and softening but he seems to find it hard to tear himself away from her.&nbsp; His hand run up and down her body as he nibbles at her neck waiting to plan another kiss on those succulent lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 03:58:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shifts to let him caress her body though her fine lingerie, wanting his strong hands on her, wanting his kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 04:03:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Their lips soon meet and it wasn't long after that that tongues also meet and began their own private dance in the warm moist cave of Max and Grace's moaning mouths.<br><br>Ever present was Max's hands roving over her hips, slender tummy, and breasts, occasionally pinching at her nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 04:18:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm..." is all she can say as her hands cling to his lower back, keeping her there as he fondles her ever-so-sensitive new body, bringing her closer to her own orgasm with every touch, a reminder of the woman she now is and wants to be.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 04:25:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ever the altruist Max kept up his manipulations until his lover reached her own peak, then slowly let go of her lips and pulled his head back.&nbsp; A line of spittle connected their mouths as Max opened his eyes to gaze into her own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 00:37:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked back and smiled, licking her lips to break the line and pull a bit of it into her mouth.<br><br>"So... what shall we do this evening?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 00:48:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh you mean we weren't doing it?"&nbsp; Max jokes, but before she can reply Grace feels as well as hears his stomach growl.&nbsp; "Apparently dinner?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 00:56:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Would you like me to get dressed up so you can take me out and show me off?" She sounded keen on this. "Or we can order in. I'm a trophy wife, not a housewife... I don't really cook."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 01:09:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"WHA...darn I knew I forgot something."&nbsp; Max winced as he was expecting some sort of playful poke or slap.&nbsp; "We can go out.&nbsp; Although if you don't get dressed that would be nice too."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 01:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Trust me, you'll like how I dress."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 01:27:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dear, I always like how you dress...or undress."&nbsp; Max bends down to pick up his pants from off the floor.&nbsp; "I suppose I should get myself ready as well since I seem to be disheveled for some reason."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 02:01:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then... we can help each other undress..." she smiled mischievously as she toyed with one of the straps of her girdle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 02:09:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Undress, well I guess I could help you slip out of something so comfortable."&nbsp; Max lets go of his pants and shuffles towards Grace, but apparently moved to quickly and soon found himself on his knees looking up at his beauty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 02:19:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stepped over quickly to stop him landing face down, but he managed to brace himself. "Careful..." she said with a small smile of reassurance as she bent over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 02:39:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You are worth rushing for."&nbsp; He looks up and their eyes meet briefly before he looks down her glorious cleavage.&nbsp; "Perhaps we should undress each other later, or at least someplace a bit softer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 02:54:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shifts her stance to let him ogle her that bit more. "Bed, then? Best be now, you sound starved, poor thing..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 03:01:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Well now Max was in a quandry, he was pretty hungry but Grace also looked quite delicious.&nbsp; He decided to play up on her pity, "So...weak..."&nbsp; He reaches up to paw at her breasts a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 03:04:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked as she leaned a little closer to let him caress her breasts, loving how that felt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 03:11:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max took her small moan as encouragement, he dropped down onto his back underneath Grace and brought is other hand up to fondle her other breast as well.&nbsp; He had thought that the clothing he picked out would look good but so far everything that's graced her body has been stunning.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 03:30:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm... I love you..." she whispered breathily as she drew close. "I love being Grace..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 03:42:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you too."&nbsp; *grope, grope*&nbsp; Max leaned up to kiss her, it was kind of awkward but it didn't really stop him.&nbsp; "I suppose we should get going if we want to get dinner and back before it gets too late.&nbsp; I DO still have to go to work again tomorrow but then I'm all your this weekend."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 04:24:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled delightedly as he said he loved her.<br><br>"You mean <em>I</em> am all <em>yours</em>..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 04:35:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I"m sure sure we will be each others several times this weekend."&nbsp; Max said, he started to get up.&nbsp; This time he makes sure to pull his pants up, and guides Grace up stairs.&nbsp; "One thing we will definitely need to do this weekend is hire a chef apparently.&nbsp; And make sure we have someone to take care of the house...since as you said you're a sexy trophy wife and not a sexy housewife."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 05:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe we can turn one of those grasping wannabes at the company into a maid?" she chuckled wickedly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 01:23:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max was kind of shocked to hear Grace say that, "Um, really?!?&nbsp; I, uh, guess we could do that."&nbsp; His mind began to float to images of a jiggly french maid cooking and cleaning, all under the domineering command of his soon to be trophy wife.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 01:58:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned. "I wasn't being entirely serious... after all, this is a blessing, not a punishment." Then she winked. "Although I would like to see that idiot Harry Ross try and walk a mile in these shoes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 00:04:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then, we'll see.&nbsp; Perhaps we'll see if you can find any maid/caretaker to hire, otherwise we'll see about making one."&nbsp; Max says as he begins to clean up for dinner, "That is part of the Trophy wife's job, making sure the home is cared for.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 15:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're so good to me," she beamed. "And I want to be the perfect trophy wife. Because you deserve it, and because I love it..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 15:55:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldn't worry about that, from where I stand you are so far the best trophy wife one can have."&nbsp; Max complimented, he soon walks out with a dress shirt but seems to be having some tie problems.&nbsp; "See this is why I don't do ties."&nbsp; He says before she can laugh at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 16:18:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at the compliment, proud of her new status.<br><br>She smiled brighter, amused, by his struggles. She stepped over, close to him, and looked in his eyes as she took the ends of the tie and slowly, gently, tied it for him, stroking it to lie flat. "There."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 16:23:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Geez it's been two days and I"m already lost without you."&nbsp; Max jokes and kisses Grace after she finishes with the tie, his stomach growling once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 16:27:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Typical man," she chuckles before parting her lips for the kiss. "I simply think you should look your best, to show you deserve me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>15-06-2012, 16:38:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That may be but I hate wearing ties, they feel very constricting."&nbsp; Max replies, tweaking on of her nipples.&nbsp; "Now that you've helped me, do you need any help?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 04:10:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You should try a girdle some time," she smirked. "On which note, be a dear and unfasten me at the back..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 04:19:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fortunately for you you won't really need a girdle, those measurements will stick with you forever...I think."&nbsp; Max says as he unfastens her, as soon as he sees bare skin he'll lightly run a finger up her back.&nbsp; What Max said was true though, the only reason to wear a super tight girdle is to get into an outfit even smaller than the dinky things she can wear now.&nbsp; Likewise the only exercise she needs to do is to tone herself, being as super efficient as her metabolism is now she won't need to really worry about gaining weight.&nbsp; <br><br>Max of course did that for two reasons, one was specifically for Grace but the other reason is so that she won't have an excuse to say that she's getting fat or attempt to trip him up with the infamous 'Do these _____ make me look fat?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 04:39:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stretched to let him caress her, and from being out of the girdle. Wearing such impractical things gave her a thrill, but being helped out of them by her man felt good too. <br><br>"Forever...?" she echoed, turning her head to look at him. "Don't tell me you've made me immortal..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 04:43:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No your not immortal, but you don't have to worry about that whole aging thing.&nbsp; At some point your and my cells will just stop reproducing but technically we'll always be in our 'prime."&nbsp; Max explains as he brings his hand down once more, this time he goes all the way down to her butt and gives it a little squeeze.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 04:47:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aww. Better make it last, then." She rested her hand on his as he fondled her bottom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 04:49:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Their hands groped hers together as he he planed a few kisses on her neck, this could easily had lead them back into the bedroom but then his stomach goes off again.&nbsp; "I should leave you to finish or we're never going to get out of here."&nbsp; Max says as he pulls away, "The sooner you find the home a caretaker the sooner we won't have to worry about things like this."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 05:05:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, sir," she whispered breathily, half smiling as she watched him step away. "Now, what to wear... so much more fun than it used to be..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 05:09:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her sarcastic tone makes him pause for a second but he heads downstairs to wait for Grace to finish up so they can head off to dinner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 05:15:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took her a good twenty minutes to get ready - wash, change, dress, hair, makeup, perfume... but eventually she stepped down in a red cocktail dress with a tight black sash (http://www.natashamillani.com.au/Images/Products/Cocktail%20dress%20Jennifer%20Red.jpg).<br><br>"How do I look?" she asked, twirling for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 05:17:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Radiant as always."&nbsp; He compliments.&nbsp; "Are you hungry for anything in particular?"&nbsp; Max asks as he escorts her out the door and to the car.&nbsp; Once again holding doors open until she passes through.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 05:35:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We went to the best French restaurant in town last night... the best Italian?" She takes his offered arm, smiling as he holds the door for her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 14:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you are wearing the dress for it."&nbsp; Max says as he closes the door to his car after she gets in, making sure that her dress was out of the door's path.<br><br>And then it was a quick drive to the restaurant, valet parking once again and the matradee shows them to their table.&nbsp; Of course Max pulls Grace's chair out for her after waving off the matradee.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 00:58:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she is escorted in, feeling his hand on the small of her back as he guides, feeling jealous eyes folowing her from just about every table in the large, modern restaurant.<br><br>She slips out of her cashmere wrap and sits in the chair he pulls out for her, holding her skirt flat under her to prevent creases like she's been wearing them all her life.<br><br>"So, what's good... and what's expensive?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 01:05:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The waiter quickly arrives and gives their specials before answering Grace's question.&nbsp; "The lobster is fantastic, and made even better when paired with a white wine."&nbsp; <br><br>Max in turn orders an anti-pasta dish for an appetizer and leans towards the ravioli for his entree.<br>(OOC: so I don't drink and have no idea if this is a good pairing at all...)<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 01:14:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles slightly, seeing him not try to order for her as well. "The lobster, then. And a Riesling."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 01:17:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Excellent."&nbsp; And the waiter is off.<br><br>"I do believe all eyes were on you once again."&nbsp; Max says after the waiter leaves, commenting on Grace's uncanny ability to draw the eyes of just about everyone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 01:18:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The amount of work we've done, I should hope so too. What am I, ten million dollars?" she smirked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>18-06-2012, 01:36:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you are worth far more than 10 million."&nbsp; Max says slyly, "But yeah the procedure is about 5-10 million, well at least yours was.&nbsp; Getting the fabrication down was the hardest part, I could probably do it to willing participant for about 1 million."<br><br>The waiter arrives with the wine, allowing for either and both of them to sniff the cork and taste before pouring a glass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-06-2012, 23:58:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods approvingly, and ocne the glasses are full and he goes, she considers. "Does it do more than just... what it did to me? Because that would be a rather specialised market."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 01:19:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's major use wouldn't be advanced plastic surgery or gender reassignment, but I actually envision it more as a medical treatment.&nbsp; It can help those with genetically inherited diseases but it will take years for FDA approval."&nbsp; Max seemed to have some very altruistic views on his technology's applications.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 03:07:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace raised an eyebrow at his statement. "So I get to be a unique beneficiary of the original program? Everyne else will <em>want</em> to be strapped in? Grateful as I am, this was a rather elaborate way of getting rid of me." She smirked as she rested a dainty hand on her strapless dress's low neckline. "Although you obviously enjoy having me like this, almost as much as I enjoy being like this..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 05:59:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Heh...yes it was.&nbsp; Figured I'd kill two birds with one stone, remove the old you from the picture and gain a ravishing beauty."&nbsp; His eyes following her hand as it plays over her neckline before returning to meet her own.&nbsp; "I would say that this has worked out quite well for both parties, wouldn't you say?"&nbsp; He holds his wine glass up to celebrate their mutual enjoyment of the events.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 19:38:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chimes her glass with his, flashing a perfect grin. "That it has."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 20:08:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dinner arrived shortly after their conversation steered back to how great Grace looked, and once again it was fantastic and paired perfectly with the wine selection.<br><br>"How was your dinner?&nbsp; And would you like to do desert here or back at home?"&nbsp; Max asks before the waiter arrives.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 20:21:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Here... indulge me a little further." She half smiled at this request, considering her new life was made up entirely of indulging herself and her man. "How about the tiramisu?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 20:32:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sure thing,"&nbsp; The waiter arrives and Max goes a head and orders one tiramisu with just one spoon.&nbsp; A few minutes later the desert arrives, to make things easier Max moves from across Grace to next to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-06-2012, 02:28:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leans in close, to let his knee brush hers, as she smirks and hands the single spoon to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>28-06-2012, 04:38:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max cocks his eyebrow as he takes the spoon and scoops a spoonful of tiramisu before offering it up to Grace.&nbsp; Then takes a small spoonful for himself before alternating again.&nbsp; This continues for a while then Max smiles at Grace, moves the spoon closer then moves it back into hims.&nbsp; <br><br>"You'll have to pay for the next spoon."&nbsp; Smiling once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-06-2012, 05:24:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks, licks her lips, and as he's sitting beside her, slides one hand between his legs under the table, resting it on his crotch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>30-06-2012, 00:04:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well that was a larger check than I thought."&nbsp; Max was thinking something closer to a kiss than almost being groped under the table.&nbsp; Grace could feel his crotch stiffen under her hand as he resumes the desertening.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-06-2012, 01:35:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe that earns me two spoons, then?" she whispered in his ear as she adjusted her palm to rest on the tip of his hardening cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>30-06-2012, 01:47:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"At least two."&nbsp; He shifts when Grace slightly palms his cock, and continue to spoon it into her awaiting mouth.&nbsp; He takes one for ever two he gives her and soon they find the plate empty.<br><br>"I think we should pay the check and hurry home, don't you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 03:35:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes sir," she purrs. "Although next time, you'll take me dancing. Let me show off my moves... so to speak..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 03:57:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps when I didn't tire myself out at work."&nbsp; Max responds, he hands the check back to the waiter with his card in it.<br><br>Then he's helping Grace to his car, and they are back at home.&nbsp; His erection has not yet fully settled down as they enter the foyer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 04:15:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe we need a chauffeur so you can drink... I'll add that to the list for the mansion." She laughs as she cuddles close, his arm around her small waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 04:21:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well of course, you don't want to have to drive yourself around now do you?"&nbsp; Max chuckles and pulls her close.&nbsp; Even though she's not in front of him feeling her along side has a similar effect.&nbsp; "Now I believe we mentioned something about helping each other undress before we left?"<br><br>Max takes her hand and leads her up to the bedroom so they can continue where they left off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 04:30:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That we did..." She reaches over and undoes his tie, quite expertly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 04:55:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now taking off a tie is the easy part that Max has down pat, still as she slips the tie off he pulls her in to a hug and reaches back for the concealed zipper that holds her cocktail dress up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 05:23:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as she feels it loosen, and pauses to slide it off and step out of it, revealing her cherry red satin lingerie.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 05:25:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmmm, very nice."&nbsp; Max comments, "But I do believe I am still over dressed."&nbsp; He takes her hands into his and kisses them before letting them go to work on the buttons on his shirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 05:14:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her nimble fingers expertly unfasten them, and her hand slides over his chest as his shirt falls open.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 03:06:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max watched as her hands deftly removed the remains of his cloths, his erect penis greets her as he slips his feet out of his pants.&nbsp; His hands run gently through her hair, the individual strands slowly slip through his fingers as they fall back into their perfect place.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 05:54:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm, I love how much I turn you on..." She gazes at him through half-closed eyes as his hands pass her face to slide through her hair. "I love being so sexy..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 14:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You do it so effortlessly, *mmmmm*"&nbsp; His cock lightly bouncing in anticipation of Grace's warm wet mouth enveloping it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 16:54:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I remember not wanting this... wanting to be a man... but I can't think why..." One hand lowers to stroke his erection.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 17:48:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max groans again under her expert touch, "Most men don't think about being a woman, and *ugh* those that do envision themselves like you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 00:52:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They don't know what they're missing... But I do..." She slid to her stockinged knees. "How can I ever thank you enough...?" she whispered, her breath cool on the moist tip of his penis, before she opened wide to take it in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 01:11:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think you are *mmmm* doing just fine."&nbsp; Max responds, his hips slowly move back and forth lightly pumping in time with Grace's manipulations.&nbsp; His hand rests lightly on the back of her head, not forcing it any which way just resting there as she works.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 01:15:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"mmm-h-hmmm..." He could feel her laugh lightly around him, before closing her mouth again, letting his member slide between closed lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 01:25:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After letting her work her delectable magic for a while Max moaned and slowly slid out of her warm mouth.&nbsp; Helping her to stand up, Max runs his hands across her body once again and slowly lowers her onto the bed.&nbsp; His erect cock pointing right at it's intended destination, still wrapped in her red satin lingerie.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 01:34:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lay back, stretching out relaxed, her legs parting as she hooks her thumbs into the band of her panties and pushed them down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 04:37:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max brings the panties down the rest of the way and slides the head of his penis along her wet slit.&nbsp; He smiles down at her as he slips in, grasping her waist and instead of starting slow he begins to rapidly banging his hips into Grace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 03:34:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at his teasing, moaned at his entry and gasped at his speed, moving to match it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 04:08:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They work as one to bring them both to towards their own orgasms, Max moves his hand up to grope at her breasts while he moans and continues to fuck his little minx.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 04:22:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She urged him on with her moans and gasps, bucking her hips to let him slide in and out all the more, to thrust in all the deeper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 04:26:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With her moans urging Max grabs be legs and begins lifting them over her head allowing him to get even more leverage and thrust deeper.&nbsp; He never slows and keeps up his thrusts, it won't be long now for Max to have an explosive orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 04:27:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Knowing this, she tightened her grip on his cock, wanting to get as much use out of it as possible.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 04:34:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling Grace tighten was the final straw, he busts with vigor into Grace and collapses on to her panting heavily.&nbsp; "*pant, pant* You are wonderful...I'm just going to sleep here."&nbsp; A smile forms on his lips as he buries his head into her bosom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 04:10:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She raised a hand to rest it on his head, in his hair as he turned to one side. Looking down, she was aware that she was still wearing her stockings and heels, as well as her jewellery and makeup... She'd probbaly wake when he moved, and could clean up then.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 04:45:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max wasn't asleep yet, which Grace would find when he begins to nibble and suck on her boob.&nbsp; "I'm not hurting you am I?&nbsp; I'm sure that even though it feels great for me it can't be that comfortable to have me lay on you like this."&nbsp; He picks his head up and rests his chin in the creamy valley between her cleavage and looks into her eyes, Grace can easily see that he's tired and still has one more day of work before the weekend.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 04:57:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, just thinking I might not look so good in the morning after sleeping in my makeup..." She half smiled. "Not something I used to think about... now I want to look good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 14:27:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure you will look amazing no mater what."&nbsp; Max still rolls off of Grace and goes to crawl in the bed the proper way.&nbsp; Giving her one last kiss goodnight and heads to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 01:35:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled indulently at her man as he kissed her and lay back. The man who had made her into a woman... the man who had progammed her mind to accept and enjoy it... the man she could never thank enough for that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 01:41:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max awoke to his alarm going off once again, even though Grace had crawled into bed after him when he woke they had snuggled up and embraced each other.&nbsp; He shut the alarm off and headed off to shower and get ready for work once again.&nbsp; <br><br>They both had a long day ahead of them so he attempted to be as quiet as he could so Grace could get some more sleep.&nbsp; But made sure to give her a kiss goodbye before he left.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 01:57:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he did, she grasped his lapels and pulled him in for a deeper, lingering kiss.<br><br>"So... what should I do all day?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 02:02:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You could prepare dinner."&nbsp; Max smiles remembering yesterday's comment that she's a trophy wife not a house wife.&nbsp; "A proper trophy wife needs a staff to boss around.&nbsp; While at work I'll put a call in to my real estate broker so he can show use some mansions over the weekend."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 02:04:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I'll look into a domestic staff for one... and oh, now I have credit cards, I have shopping to do. Things to wear..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 02:09:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Excellent, make sure the maids look sexy in their french maid outfits."&nbsp; Max jokes, "But are still uglier than you..."<br><br>"Ok I'm off, have a great day."&nbsp; He kisses her once more and heads off.&nbsp; Next week should be better, he needs to put a few more things in place and if they get a place big enough for a lab on set he might not need to go into the office but once every couple of days (or weeks even).<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 05:18:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a luxurious bath, Grace picked out a suitably eyecatching red sun dress to wear before calling the limo company to take her to the most exclusive shopping district in the city. She was going to spend thousands today on nothing more important than looking good. Because there was nothing more important...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 01:00:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Only thousands...sounds like a light day of shopping to me.<br><br>Max in turn works with people in now His company to make sure it can continue if he secludes himself in a workshop (or bedroom) for weeks at a time.&nbsp; He also gives a call to his real estate broker to put together a few places for them to look at tomorrow.&nbsp; <br><br>Max won't be home till after 5:00...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 05:41:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This gave her time to find a few key outfits, as well as putting in calls to service agencies as the limo took her from boutique to boutique, as she took a light lunch at a fashionable eaterie.<br><br>The thought that she spent her days as a man working when she could have been enjoying herself was now totally puzzling to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 00:47:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once again Max gets home, tired from work.&nbsp; "Hi Grace, how was your day?"&nbsp; He says loud enough so that she can hopefully hear him.&nbsp; "I've got a couple of places for us to see tomorrow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 01:04:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I looked into domestic agencies, depends when and where we move of course. And I did some shopping..."<br><br>She stepped out wearing nothing but a pair of Louboutin stiletto heels.<br><br>"I used to spend this much on a suit. Can you imagine?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 01:11:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, although I don't think I need to imagine much."&nbsp; Max quickly closes he gap to show his appreciation by sweeping her off her feet in an embrace and follows it up with a kiss.&nbsp; "MMMMmmm, it's good to be home."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 02:01:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And it's good to have you," she laughed as she draped her arms about his neck to hold herself in his grasp.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 03:02:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max was glad she wrapped her arms around him, he didn't want to drop his wife to be.<br><br>Hoisting her back up one of his hands instantly finds her breast, "You know you don't have to always be naked when I get home you know.&nbsp; Not that I have a problem with it mind you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 03:27:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh? Any special requests for what I should wear?" she smirked, then bit her lip lightly at his touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 17:12:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure anything you wear will be excellent on you I'm sure."&nbsp; He begins to roll her nipple between his fingers, occasionally squeezing it and her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 05:00:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm..." Then she paused. "None at all? All this time making me, you don't have anything you especially want me in?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>24-07-2012, 15:18:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you look great in everything, perhaps some corsets might be nice."&nbsp; Max roughly squeezes her breast then slides over to her other to give it some attention as well.&nbsp; "I'll have to try and call if I have clients coming home with me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 03:12:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<em>Try</em>," she echoed with a dirty little laugh, as she moved to grant his hot hands best possible access to her hardening nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 03:18:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max smiles sheepishly, "Hey now, I will be busy you know.&nbsp; I might not always remember, besides it's not like you'll wear the slinky clothing in front of the staff...right?"&nbsp; Max really questions that last part, for all he knows she might just hire a bunch of talented sluts that eagerly wish to work in nothing more than what Grace wears when he gets home.&nbsp; Actually while thinking about that Grace can feel him stiffen even more as he continues to work her breast and nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 03:21:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Depends if they're cute," she teased as she rested a hand on his crotch, feeling his erection swell as she started to undo his pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 03:24:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He jerks again when she mentioned the possiblity of cute help, "uhhhh..."&nbsp; In fact he just stands there with his mouth open fantasizing about that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 23:17:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not even married yet and you're imagining me with other men?" she teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 23:58:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max's eyes go wide a bit before confessing, "Oh no, I was imaging you with other women."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 00:00:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dirty," she laughed wickedly. "But I think you trained me too well... I need cock..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 00:05:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Dirtier than what you were thinking?"&nbsp; Max questions playfully, "I think I know where you can find some cock."&nbsp; He drops his hand down to the hand that is grabbing his crotch, he slides it up to the the top of his pants and slips the two of them down.&nbsp; <br><br>"Find anything?"&nbsp; He whispers into her ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 00:09:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm, not sure..." she teases as she wraps her fingers around his member. "Maybe the start of something..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 00:15:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It's a tight fit with two hands and is emboldened cock in his pants, "Oh really, perhaps you should just fish around in there some more.&nbsp; I'll make us some room."&nbsp; He pulls his hand out and begins to undo his belt and the rest of his pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2012, 21:01:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm..." she mused jokingly as she caressed his shaft. "Still not sure... better take a closer look..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>28-07-2012, 22:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max finishes freeing his pants from that which keeps him looking decent in public and it falls down around his ankles.&nbsp; He loosens his hold on Grace so she can tun to take her closer look.&nbsp; "Look away."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-07-2012, 22:52:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She jokingly peers down, then smiles. "My, someone likes the way <em>I</em> look..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 02:56:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course, but as you are so happy to point out I did design you that way."&nbsp; He thrusts his hips forward as she looks down at his tenting underwear and her hand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 19:39:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you know, some artists are never happy with their work..." She smiled as she pulled down the waistband. "I'm just glad you are."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-07-2012, 21:10:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"True, but any tinkering I could have done was taken care of on the simulations."&nbsp; Max's cock springs free with a bounce as she pulls the underwear down.&nbsp; "You should have seen some of the first designs, you would&nbsp; have big soft triple M tits...with no back pains of course...but figured it would have been too hard to explain."&nbsp; Max looks like of whistfull about the breasts Grace would have had but then reaches down to play with the perfectly sized breasts she does have.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-07-2012, 05:20:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wicked boy..." she purred as she shifted to let him get more of his hands around her breasts, as her hand cupped his balls.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 02:33:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And feel up her breast he did just as she cupped his balls.&nbsp; "*mmmmmm*, you're at least just as wicked as I am."&nbsp; Max responds, flicking each of her nipples at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-08-2012, 21:24:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I never used to be, you've corrupted me <em>terribly</em>," she grinned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 00:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well that might be true," Max responded, he moved his hand around to run his fingers through her hair.&nbsp; His cock oozed precum as it waits for even more stimulation from Grace.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 04:00:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I'm so glad you did..." she whispered with a smile as she massaged his testes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 20:53:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A bead of precum drops down to one of Grace's wrists and connect the tip to her wrist as Max moves it closer to Graces mouth.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 03:15:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She opened her mouth in preparation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 03:44:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Grace's mouth begins to open she can feel Max's hard dick slip between her lips.&nbsp; From there it was as simple as him moving his hips smoothly as her damp mouth coats his member with her own saliva.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 03:59:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmmmm..." He could feel that all around his cock as she took it in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 05:27:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moan only spurred him on making sure he hits the back of her throat then seemingly at random he goes to bottom out, making sure she takes it all.&nbsp; Then backs out for a few strokes and brings her chin back to his balls.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 23:32:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to work around it as it pulled in and out, feeling it harden still further, readying herself for the spurt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>07-08-2012, 01:12:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It wasn't too much longer before Max felt himself tighten.&nbsp; He pushed his cock into the throat as he started to cum then slowly pull out so that by the end of his spurting he's plastering her face and chest with the last of his seed.<br><br>"mmmm, that was fantastic."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-08-2012, 04:38:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It was," she purred, licking her sticky lips. "Hard to believe I didn't like you just a few days ago..." She wiped a drop off her chin and licked it off her finger. "I'm much happier the way you made me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>07-08-2012, 15:48:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm glad.&nbsp; So, what's on the agenda for tonight?"&nbsp; Max asks.&nbsp; Tomorrow is 'house' hunting (if you can call a mansion by so small a word) and if they find something they like they could be moved in by Monday...man can money open up doors.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-08-2012, 04:24:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We could go out, do a charity dinner or something cultural and improving... or not..." She scooped a dribble of cum from her chest with a finger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-08-2012, 00:12:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think I know of any charity events going on tonight," Max scopes up Grace and pulls her close.&nbsp; "Besides charity and cultural goings on is a trophy wife thing, I go along, show you off and write a check...I think."<br><br>Kissing her again, "How about we just order in and watch a movie?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 01:26:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm, I do like being shown off, though... I have all these new desires," she continued absentmindedly. "Do you dance? I want to feel every eye on me as I enter in a new dress and you lead me onto the dancefloor..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 02:33:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well lets see,"&nbsp; Max takes a half step back from Grace and begins to clumsily dance with Grace.&nbsp; Part of it is the fact that his pants are down around his ankles but the other half is that he does not know how to really dance.&nbsp; After a few stumbles and toes that get stepped on he pulls away again, "I...I guess I don't know how to dance very well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 02:42:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Something you'll have to learn... I seem to have, after all. Or do you just like to watch?" she added with a coy smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>10-08-2012, 03:24:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You didn't know how to dance before?"&nbsp; Max looks a bit confused, "Huh, odd...that wasn't in the things I gave you.&nbsp; But I can't say I ever don't like seeing you move."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 15:54:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I haven't really danced since the last formal at college... and then I was leading."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 02:08:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I'm sure we'll figure something out the next time then."&nbsp; Max pulls up his pants, gives Grace a kiss again.&nbsp; "Pizza ok?"&nbsp; He goes to order dinner, he's got a few mom and pop pizza places to order from.&nbsp; Then after ordering he takes Grace over to the living room to lounge on the couch watching TV.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 05:26:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We're not in danger of becoming a normal couple, are we?" she smirked as he put on the TV. "Because I'm sure there are stranger things we could be doing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>21-08-2012, 00:28:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think there will be anything normal about this."&nbsp; Max's hands roam over Grace's body as they watch TV waiting for dinner to arrive.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 02:02:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good..." She shifted around on the couch to maximise his touch on her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>24-08-2012, 01:33:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max continued stroking her luscious curves watching what ever was on the TV until the food came, giving her a kiss he gets up to pay the guy and grab a bottle of wine and some&nbsp; glasses.&nbsp; With Graces new look on life what will she go for when in charge of the remote.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-08-2012, 03:19:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She surfed idly through news, sport, pausing on FashionTV, wanting to see what she might be wearing in a few months' time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>24-08-2012, 23:54:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				No trashy Housewife programing or anything else that gives vapid women with no real skills hours and hours of fame and publicity?&nbsp; Well perhaps Grace will grow into that programing.<br><br>Max returns with the pizza, a bottle of red wine and two glasses.&nbsp; He puts them all down on the coffee table before pouring two glasses.&nbsp; "Well then shall we eat?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>27-08-2012, 19:43:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wants that kind of show to be <em>about</em> her...<br><br>"Mm-hmm... I hope it's good, I taste more now.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>28-08-2012, 01:57:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pizza is very good, and rich.&nbsp; Max alone can eat just two slices before being full, there will definitely be some for leftovers.&nbsp; Still it is quite good and paired well with the wine.<br><br>"So what do you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 03:04:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She managed two small slices herself. "Not bad... let's not make a habit of eating in, though. I was made to be shown off as well as enjoyed privately..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 03:40:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well we can't go out every night either, that's why we'll need a staff."&nbsp; Max responded.&nbsp; Once done he put the left overs in the fridge but left out the wine.&nbsp; "Care for another glass?"&nbsp; He fills his glass up again and waits for Grace's response before he decides to sit or not.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 00:55:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why not?" she asked as she nodded, looking up into his eyes as she raised her half-empty glass for a top-up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>31-08-2012, 22:10:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max tops her off, "Well part of it is the fact that I will still be working and won't want to go out every day.&nbsp; But I figure this will give you a chance to throw dinner parties.&nbsp; That way we can show you off as well as all the work you will do to the house."&nbsp; Well work might be a stretch, but it takes a lot to run a household some times.<br><br>Once she's topped off Max slides up next to Grace again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>01-09-2012, 03:43:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suppose," she nodded, willing to entertain the option at least, as she took a sip from her refilled glass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>02-09-2012, 01:03:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max sips his wine again as they watch TV, once again his hands slide over Grace's side.&nbsp; "Well get it figured out."&nbsp; Her soft skin felt wonderful under his caress and soon the fashion channel began to play the new reality TV show where women compete to be models.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2012, 21:01:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I could win that now," she noted idly as the show started. "Although I'm a bit curvy... but I do like being told what to wear," she added with a wicked little smile, turning to lean in to Max's caress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>03-09-2012, 02:42:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max kind of rolled his eyes at the tv show, he didn't get it.&nbsp; The people they get for these things are usually annoying and loud.<br><br>"I don't know, I think you look fantastic.&nbsp; Besides all these women lack the one thing I like in the female body."&nbsp; He accentuates his point with a little tit squeeze.&nbsp; "And if you want to be told what to wear I'm sure there are enough fashion magazines and shows that tell you what's in style or out."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>04-09-2012, 02:37:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's advice," she purred, resting her hand on his as he squeezed her hardening nipple. "I like orders." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>04-09-2012, 03:15:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not sure how much help I will be, unless you want to end up wearing plaid flannel shirt with a mini-skirt."&nbsp; Max laughs it off, asking to be told what to wear from someone who's less fashion conscious is probably a recipe for disaster.&nbsp; He continues to massage her breasts as he thinks of a way to make sure Grace gets told what to wear and wear something that's fashionable.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-09-2012, 16:08:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe just now and then..." she whispered in his ear, leaning against him so he could feel the warmth of her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-09-2012, 17:32:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max held Grace close as whispered in his ear, he returned her whisper with a kiss as he gently pushed her back into the couch.&nbsp; TV ignored as his hands continue to run over her supple curves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-09-2012, 21:55:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stretched out under him on the couch, looking up through her long lashes and smiling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-09-2012, 22:43:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max stared back into her eyes as they kept kissing, she could feel his cock hardening as they continued to make out on the couch.<br><br>Then in the heat of the moment they roll to the side as Max falls off the couch dragging Grace down ontop of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-09-2012, 02:18:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She paused, looking down at him from above now, seeing where her knees and elbows had gone. "You alright?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>06-09-2012, 15:20:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"OW...yeah, nothing hurt but my pride."&nbsp; Max laughs it off as he rubs the back of his head.<br><br>After a few seconds he looks back into Grace's eyes, "Now then, where were we."&nbsp; And moves back in to keep making out with his fiance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-09-2012, 23:03:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let's see... I'm naked and straddling you and you're nice and hard, so..." Her hands slid towards his waistband.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>09-09-2012, 02:02:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I believe you're right,"&nbsp; Max replies as he thrusts his hips up into her.&nbsp; "I believe you should work on this whole me being clothed thing before we continue"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 16:28:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, sir..." she chuckled as she unfastened his pants and slid a hand inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 00:35:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max moaned as Grace graced his erect member in his pants, "You always know the right places to touch me."<br><br>His hands move up to tweak and rub her nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 21:44:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And every place is the right place to touch <em>me</em>..." she breathed as he felt her nipples stiffen, as her hand slid over his scrotum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 00:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hands roam over each others bodies, Max continues to flick and tug at Grace's nipples and slides one hand down her side grazing her sides with his nails.&nbsp; Then when his hand gets back it goes back to her breasts an the other hand does the same.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 00:19:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She skilfully massaged around his balls, feeling the sac tighten as his erection extended, her other hand pulling his open pants wider before brushing the tip with her fingertips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 03:51:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max widens his legs to let Grace get better access, he continues to massage her breasts and begins to also squeeze her ass a bit all while continue to press his lips into hers.&nbsp; Once Grace has freed his cock some more he thrusts up to try and sink it into her love tunnel.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 01:36:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moves her hands out of the way and slides onto him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 02:46:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max lowered his hips after his initial thrust to slowly pull out of Grace before thrusting back up into Grace's tight womanly folds.&nbsp; His hands still roamed over her breasts and nipples squeezing as they continued to share their kiss on the floor.<br><br>He kept up his pace as much as he could slightly lifting Grace up with each thrust in only to drop out of her on the way back down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>26-09-2012, 01:15:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let out small gasps of pleasure and exertion with each thrust, riding his cock skilfully, not wanting to let it go, always ready to take it back in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>26-09-2012, 03:12:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max continued to buck Grace letting her gasps of pleasure carry him along with each thrust.&nbsp; Still with this sexy nymph ridding you it doesn't take long to make you reach your limit, he hold back as long as he can but when it's time the bucks his hips up as hard as he can to bury into her deeply before releasing his flood of cum into her tight pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 02:52:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moan rose to a gasp of pleasure at the final thrust and the feeling of warm wetness that followed. She tightened around his cock to squeeze out a little more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 03:52:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max pumps out as much as he can even as Grace's cunt attempts to get more, then finally she feels his hips come to a stop and knows that he's given up as much as he can.&nbsp; She can see this funny content smile on his face as he gazes back up at her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 03:40:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I never could have imagined that... never would have thought being a woman would feel so... right..." she smiled back, steadying her breathign after her exertions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 15:01:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well to be honest, I didn't think the reconditioning would work either...especially that fast."&nbsp; Max replied as Grace lay on top of him keeping him from getting up.<br><br>Off to the side the TV still going as they get ready to announce the next person voted off the fashion runway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 04:13:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe it didn't." She grinned. "Maybe I just like being a woman."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>05-10-2012, 23:30:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Max squeezed Grace holding her close to his warm body, "Perhaps you do.&nbsp; I'm sure you wouldn't be the first person to think that."&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-10-2012, 00:17:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I <em>am</em> having so much more fun now..." she purred, leaning in to kiss his neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Quixote</strong> on <strong>12-10-2012, 00:35:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next couple of days were a whirlwind of activity for Max and Grace, several mansions were looked at but none had the entertaining capabilities the Grace needed or lacked the space Max would need to build a lab.&nbsp; So they ended up just building, a large plot of land was purchased and architects began to draw up concepts and blueprints.&nbsp; Once they were approved it would be two to three months for construction but it would turn out to be their dream home.<br><br>This would give Grace time to make sure the wedding would also live up to their expectations and interview staff for the 25+ room home.&nbsp; No expense is spared or needs to be, after Grace's transformation was declared a resounding success (by Max's own admission) he introduced it the board and began FDA trials.&nbsp; Their stock tripled overnight and over the next five years it just kept going up.&nbsp; A sound investment strategy helped protect them from the future dips and market problems.<br><br>And without sounding too cheesy, they did live quite happy for the remainder of their years...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Never fire your genius (MVO33 and Beatric Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-10-2012, 02:13:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grace could not help but smirk whenever she looked at the framed pictures from their wedding in pride of place in the front room. They had made the society pages of the city paper, and her designer dress was quite a hit on fashion chatter... and she loved being the centre of attention, and especially being held up as a model of femininity. She loved her new role completely, but it still amused her.<br><br>Perhaps it always would, she thought a year after she became Grace, as she deactivated the contraceptive control inside her and slid her naked body into the king size bed in the master bedroom, waiting for her man to make her a mother...
			</dd>
		</dl>
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