A huge limo drove up in front of Ronnie's Herbal Treatment center. It was a tiny storefront on Rodeo Drive.

Donna Hunter and her bodyguard got out.

"Hi Sweetie, wonderful to see you again. Who is your cute friend?"

"Ronnie, this is Carlos"

"Hello Carlos", I said trying to take his hand.

Donna leaned over to me and whispered softly, "I don't think you two will really get along."

"I don't see why not, Sweetie, he looks cute enough.", I responded. We were now probably just out of his earshot.

"Ronnie, I don't think he likes your type."

"He doesn't like the Irish?"

"No Ronnie. He doesn't like you because you think he is better looking than I am."

"Sweetie, I never said he was better looking that you are. I just think I'd have more fun with him in bed.", I responded with a soft laugh.

"Carlos, why don't you just wait out here. I'll be O.K. I'll call you if I need you." Donna said calling back to him.

Carlos sat down in the waiting room.

"Carlos, most of my magazines are for women, but you might like these 'Mr. Fitness' magazines I have."

I handed him a copy. He threw it down on the table.

"Carlos, you just wait here.", Donna said firmly.

"Donna then come with me. I have a wonderful treatment set up for you today."

Donna loved the high life that meeting Jose had brought her. Everywhere people waited on her. She was the center of attention everywhere she went. She had fancy clothes and fancy cars. She had big parties and lots of new friends. She had bodyguards, well they were really just thugs she thought, but they did do as she told them.

Ronnie was one of her new friends. He was funny and charming, someone who gave her all the attention she wanted without being rigid and formal. Someone who because of the setting allowed her to be free of her thugs for a while

The stress of Jose's lifestyle made her tense and Ronnie was just the one to help with that.

Donna and I walked into the treatment area. On one side was a small dressing area, with a Japanese style screen. Donna walked behind the screen and started undressing.

"Sweetie, where did you get this blouse." I said as she hung it over the screen.

"Oh, I don't recall."

I walked around the screen and up to the blouse to get a closer look. I didn't look at her, even thought she was almost entirely naked by now.

"Oh, I love silk. I love the way it feels against my skin." I said as I felt the sleeve to my face.

At first this had startled her, but now she noticed I hadn't shown even the slightest interest in her nude body, and she continued undressing.

I walked back around to the main treatment table. Soon she was finished. She grabbed a bathrobe and walked out to join me.

"Sweetie, laid down here and lets get started."

She dropped the robe and climbed up on to the table and lay down on her stomach.

I began to rub her down.

"Oh, this is different Ronnie, it is much thicker."

"This is a new rejuvenating gel from Herbal Extract, Sweetie"

"Oh, it is much cooler."

"Isn't it wonderful? It improves the complexion of the skin by increasing the blood flow just under the surface. At the same time, it firms you all up."

"Ah, I feel the firming already"

"It will make you look at least 5 years younger. Your friend will love it, I'm sure."

"Carlos?", she asked.

"No, your other friend."

"Jose?"

"Yes, Jose. Aren't you two getting married soon."

"Ya, this weekend."

"Oh, I hope he is wonderful."

"Well Ronnie, he is a guy", there was a pause, "But he treats me like a princess.", she continued

"He is rich, we have a beauty home and gardens and he wants me to have his children."

"Is he good looking?" I asked

"Ya, he's good looking, but jealous, really jealous."

"He's jealous, I'm jealous."

"Ronnie, if he knew what you were doing right now, he would have you killed, he is so jealous."

"Sweetie, I'm jealous of you."

"That, Ronnie, is why he won't have you killed."

I turned her over and continued to rub the treatment all over her body.

"It works everywhere, Ronnie?"

"Yes, it does, that’s why I'm rubbing it in everywhere, Sweetie"

"Ronnie, that’s why he won't have you killed." she said after I had rubbed the gel around her crotch, but had continued to show any little interest in her private parts.

"Sweetie I just want you to look your best for him."

Now I placed a warm damp towel over Donna's face.

"You will love this, I've included my favorite herbal oils."

"Ronnie, I love everything you do to me."

Well she might not have really loved everything, if she knew about everything I was doing. In addition I was sure Jose would have wanted me killed if he really knew what I was up too.

Within a few moments she was asleep. The "herbal oils" had done their stuff.

I rolled the table over to the mud baths. I mixed up a new batch of material and laid it into the bottom of the tub. Picking her up, I laid her on top. The firming gel gave her body a firm muscle tone and would allow for the best looking casting.

After coating the exposed material with a sealer to allow for later separation, I poured another layer on top of her.

For her face I mixed a special batch of material, a face casting needed to be very fine. I needed to bring out every fine line and blemish on this beautiful woman's face. I carefully spooned the special mix onto her face, leaving her nostrils uncovered. I inserted a pair of tiny tubes and turned on the oxygen. The pure oxygen would cause her to take fewer and less deep breaths, allowing the casting to be dry perfectly.

It would take about 45 minute for everything to dry, so I spent the time investigating her purse. I photographed the entire content and recorded all the products she used.

I checked the video of her undressing. I would study this again. Everything was working fine.

As soon as the plaster had hardened, I removed the mold from Donna's sleeping body. I laid her back on the table and photographed her in detail. For the most part her body was free of hair, however where she had hair I needed to get a detailed record of the pattern.

I took a small sample from her vagina and from under her arm.

I now cleaned her up abit, removing any residue of the casting material and applying a new layer of body gel.

After removing all the evidence of my activity into an adjoining room, I was now ready to bring her back.

I placed a towel back over her face. This time it did contain a tiny amount of herbal oil. It would slowly bring her back out of her slumber. In addition, there were a few other things to make her feel more invigorated.

"How did that feel, Sweetie?"

"Ronnie, I was so relaxed I must have fallen asleep."

"Oh, isn't it wonderful. I feel totally rejuvenated when I've had this treatment."

Donna thought about it, she did feel reinvigorated. Her skin felt firmer and smoother than before the treatment and although she was quite relaxed, she felt a new energy as well.

"Sweetie, you should also have this." I put a crystal pendant on a long gold chain around her neck as she sat up.

"What is it?", she asked.

"It's a relaxing crystal, it helps soothe your mood and keeps you relaxed and reinvigorated."

"Really Ronnie."

"Sweetie, I swear by them. How do you think I can keep up with all my lovers."

She laughed.

She dressed and we walked back out to the lounge.

"Thank you, Ronnie. You are just wonderful."

"Sweetie, you are always welcome. You are such a beauty, you deserve this."

"Carlos would you like a treatment? I'd love to give you one." I continued.

"Ronnie, he would love one, but I have to go, I'll see you again on Friday.

Carlos looked like he could kill me, but it had kept him out of the treatment room while I was busy with Donna.

A few moments after Donna's limo drove away, I walked back into the treatment room.

"Ronnie, you are a real fagot." I said as I removed the mask and wig that I had been wearing. I was sure the real Ronnie was enjoying his time with Bert in Fiji. He didn't really miss Donna; she was just another paying customer, however he lived for Bert. Bert had "won" an all expense paid vacation for two, I knew if Bert "won" the trip he would bring Ronnie.

I walked into a backroom off the treatment room.

"Jennifer you have got to try him, he is wonderful." I heard Donna say.

The crystal was working and it was recording everything she said.

"I feel just wonderful. I don't know how he does it."

There was a pause.

"Ya, Carlos doesn't like him either, but Carlos doesn't like anyone like that."

There was another pause

"Oh ya, he is flaming. I think he was hoping to get in Carlos' pants not mine.", she said laughing abit

I turned up the gain.

"My hair dresser is like that, too, but this guy does hair great." I now heard the woman of the other end of the phone as well.

"Well Jennifer I've got to go I'll see you Saturday. Bye."

"Bye."

There was a few moments of silence, then I heard Donna again.

"Carlos, you just leave him alone. He won't bother you."

"He better hope I don't run into him somewhere, I will kill the fagot, if he comes near me."

"Carlos, I don't think you have to worry. I don't think you are his type, he was just hoping you were. Carlos, he is harmless, just leave him alone"

"Well like I said, he better hope I don't run into him. He is a dead man, that little fagot is."

I continued to listen, I needed to know all that Donna would be doing over the next few days, people she talked you, things that she said.

Soon they were back at Jose's mansion. I let the recorder run and moved on to other things.

I began setting the stage for Donna's next visit. I drove over to a tiny fragrance shop near by. They made special body gels to any scent one wanted. The scents could therefore be very personal and a woman might be the only woman with that exact fragrance.

"I need some body gels like these two fragrance", I told the older woman behind the counter.

"You'd like this as a personal special, is that right?"

"Yes, I would like those exact scents. Could I get this as an edible order."

"Yes, you can, How much would you like?"

"I think 16 oz. of each should be enough."

"O.K. it will take about an hour."

"That's O.K., I need to pick up a few other things here at the mall."

Within a few moments, both samples were being chemically analyzed, within 30 minutes the results were available. The woman began preparing the new fragrances, the formula was unusual but it was not her place to say anything about other people's fragrance choices.

While I waited, I walked over to the bridal shop and retrieved videotape. I had tapped into the shop's camera, just before Donna had last been there. The extra footage would give me a difference cut at her dressing and undressing

After having dinner of just salad and cottage cheese, the same meal Donna had just eaten, I began practicing her movements. I watched the way she walked, dressed and undressed herself. I walked through the same steps comparing them on video. Soon I had her walk down, the movement of her arms and legs, A very casual yet sensual stride. I studied her balance as she got undressed, noting the manner in which she removed and replaced each item of clothes.

I continued to practice. I worked on my voice and inflection. I copied her phrases and footsteps. Soon it was coming very naturally.

It was a little before midnight and I heard her undress and slip into something casual. A few minutes later Jose joined her in the bedroom.

He walked over to her and kissed her. She kissed him back but without getting all excited.

He started rubbing her body and I could hear her starting. He walked them over to the bed and fell onto her and into the sheets. They wrestled for a bit.

Now she climbed on to him. I didn't have a video, but I could tell she was working for this.

It was obviously to me she had worked to get him. She knew he could have any pretty woman and she wanted it to be her. She gave him what he wanted, but without giving it away. He had to hunt, but she made sure it was worth his while.

Soon she was softly moaning her way to ecstasy. The motion and the sound getting more and more rapid as they went.

When it sounded like he was almost there, she moaned a bit more and I could tell he was letting loose of his load. She cooed with ecstasy like she had just reached her orgasm. I wasn't sure, but it seemed pretty good.

They lay there for a few moments.

"Honey you're wonderful." I hear her say.

Jose just groaned abit and sighed.

"I really love it, you bring me to climax every time."

Some more moans, she was rubbing his back now. I could tell he was falling asleep.

In a few minutes she got up and walked to her bathroom.

I heard the bath water running. She opened a cabinet and removed an item from it. She climbed in and I hear a slight humming sound and some water thrashing.

I knew now she that she had been just faking before. She was working herself to a controlled climax. She was quiet, not to wake Jose, but she couldn't hide everything. I heard her breathing increasing as she fought to keep in control. This was a woman who knew what she wanted. An occasion thrash in the water, some more rapid thrashing and few hard fought moans and then there was silence. I knew she had come.

I took this all down. If I was to be believable, I would have to know her psyche.

I lay down on my bed and drifted off to sleep. I had a big day ahead of me. I would need my sleep for now.

Soon it was Friday morning; I got up and listened as she started her day.

I too was getting ready. She would be here in a few hours and I would need to be ready for her day too.

After showering and shaving, I slipped on a unique item that consisted of many tiny plastic woven tubes. It was a specially shaped garment, designed to hug my body like a woman's leotard or pantyhose. It had a crotch sheath for my male parts and a condom like piece also rolled up in the crotch.

Standing the body casting I had made of Donna vertically on the ground, I climbing inside. I adjusted a few things, so they all lined up, and closed the two halves.

Within a few seconds, a cool beige gel began flowing into the space between my body and the casting. It took about 20 minutes for the gel to settle and solidify before I could get out. The gel was flexible and stretched as my body moved under it, but was strong enough to hold it's general form where needed.

Standing near a mirror I looked more like a store manikin than a real person. It would take a few hours of extra work to get my new skin looking just right.

Carefully painting on any color changes, lips, blemishes and scars like the real Donna had, my new body began to look more and more real with every hour of work.

With Donna's picture as a guide, I inserted individual hairs into their proper place. For Donna's head, I had used a special skullcap as a base and made a special wig in which each hair was also attached separately. This way one could run their hands through the hair without noticing it was a wig. I attached the cap and melted the seams together until it was not possible to find where the cap joined with my new skin.

The tubed body suit pumped coolant around my body, allowing me stay at a normal body temperature even while in the body mask.

At 2:00 p.m. I was ready for Donna.

I meet her at the door as "Ronnie". His baggy clothes and a few extra pads hiding the new curves I had beneath.

"Ah, Sweetie. I've been waiting for you all morning."

"Ronnie, I've been waiting for this since the last time I was here."

"Sweetie, I have a special treat for you today. Something special for your wedding."

"Ronnie, I had hoped you'd be able to make it."

"Sweetie, you wouldn't want me to try to steal your fiancées away, now would you?"

"Ronnie, There will be a lot of beauty people there."

"If the beautiful people are like Carlos here, I would just get myself in trouble."

"You're right, Ronnie. I don't think you would get along with any of Carlos' friends either."

Carlos again sat down in Ronnie's lounge. The sooner this fagot went away the better, he thought.

Donna and I walked into the treatment room. She undressed as she had before in preparation for her treatment.

She climbed up on to table and laid down. I moved over to start the treatment.

"I think we will start with this today." I said as I placed the damp towel over her face. As before, she was out in a few moments.

This time I picked her up and carried her to the back room. There I placed her on a special table. I inserted several IVs and hooked up several monitor devices, they would keep her properly feed and hydrated during her time here.

I removed the "Ronnie" mask I was wearing. Donna's auburn hair fell to my shoulder.

"Ronnie, I've been waiting for this since the last time I was here." I said mimicking the comments she had made when she had first gotten here.

I stripped out of "Ronnie's" clothes and did a comparison. She was a beautiful woman, however now I was every bit her equal.

"Ronnie, I love everything you do to me." Her words now took on a new meaning as I moved in to take her place.

I touched up my new face, matching the coloring of her make-up today. I removed her earrings and put them on. In the mirror I was now her twin.

A bracelet was next and finally her oversized engagement ring.

I returned to the treatment room. I slowly started dressing in her clothes.

It was always exciting. I was taking the place of another. However, this time was one of the best, this time I was taking the place of a very beautiful woman. Every item of clothes brought forth fantasies. I had cross-dressed before; it was part of my job as an assassin, but never before had I gone this far to get my target.

Donna's bra and panties fit perfectly over my new curves. The high waisted French cut panties showed off my new shape in a most sexy way. The lacey inserts on Donna's bra allowed the nipples of my new breasts to be just barely visible. Inviting yet distance.

As I straighten out her pantyhose, I could still smell her present in them. I slipped them on, stopping only to add some of Donna's own special fragrance it the right places.

I finished up with her blouse and skirt. They hugged my new body like a glove, unlike the baggy slightly disheveled look I had as "Ronnie". Slipping on Donna's heels, I was almost ready.

I added a few extra items I would need to Donna's purse and did one last check.

My visual appearance was prefect and it would easily pass with the dumb thug just outside the door, but my heart was pounding. As Donna I was supposed to be getting a relaxation treatment. I stood there and took several deep breaths slowly exhaling with each one. In a few moments, I was more relax, my heartbeat was back down to a normal range.

I gathered up Donna's purse and walked to the door. This was it; there was no turning back now. When I opened that door, I would be entering a lions den.

When I opened the door I could hear "Ronnie's" voice from back inside the treatment room

"Sweetie, have a wonderful wedding and honeymoon."

I turned, "Ronnie I will, but I will miss your treatments."

"Sweetie, like I said before you don't want me trying to steal your man away. Stop by when you get back."

"Thank you, Ronnie, I'll call you when I get back."

I waved and shut the door.

The huge bodyguard got up and opened the door to the street.

"He is such a fagot. I would have iced him years ago."

"Well, Carlos, he may be a fagot, but he knows how to treat a woman right." I said

"The boss, I don't know why he lets you see him."

"Carlos, maybe it's because Ronnie thinks you are better looking that I am. Jose doesn't have to worry, but Carlos; he has hands, amazing hands. I'm in heaven after an hour with him", I added.

I could tell the thought of a flaming fagot running his hands around Donna's body made him sick, but the details of my response only agreed with Donna's sensuous nature.

Jose's limo drove up and another huge thug got out and open it's door.

Carlos and I got in.

"Where to Ms?" the driver said.

"Home, I'm due for my final fitting.", I was on my way in the lions den.

A few minutes later we arrived at Jose's mansion.

I knew the general layout of his home, I had gotten pictures from her housekeeper, however it was still a foreign place to me. I would need to be careful, until I knew my way around.

Carlos walked me up to the house.

Inside was a group of women waiting for Donna's final fitting.

"Mam, your dress is upstairs, I made sure Mr. Raphael did not see it when the women brought it in."

"Thank you, Carla." I knew her housekeeper; in fact I had dated her earlier.

I followed her and the other women upstairs and into Donna's bedroom.

A dressing screen was set up on one side of her room.

I stepped in behind the screen and started undressing.

"Donna, think you should wear whatever you are going to wear tomorrow for this fitting."

"Yes, that’s probably a good idea."

"Carla could you get the corset I was planning to wear."

"Yes, mam."

I watched as Carla opened Donna's dresser and get her corset.

"Thank you. Carla."

She had seen me in the nude when we dated, but she never would have guessed it was me standing there now.

I slipped the corset on.

"I will need some help with this corset."

One of the fitting women walked around and tightened it up by the laces in back.

I stepped into the gown and was zipped in.

Donna's train was laid out behind me.

The other woman reached into the breasts cups of my corset.

"We need to get this right, if you're going to have a good fitting. That's better. This dress shows a lot of cleavage."

Now the two women went to work pinning and tucking the dress.

After a few minutes. I removed the dress and the two women went to work sewing the changes.

Now I was standing in Donna's room with just her panties and corset on. I looked out the window and could see Jose and Carlos discussing something on the back lawn.

I was sure Jose was worried about security. With all the people around he would be a big target. He had dozens of enemies, each with a dozen reasons to want him dead.

'Work it, Jose, work it', I thought. 'You never know who your friends really are.'

After the fitting was done, I had time to look around.

Donna was set; she had more clothes than a woman could ever want (if that's possible). Elegant dresses and business suits to casual shorts and swim suits. All were designer labels and must have cost a small fortune. Donna knew what she wanted and knew Jose could provide it. She was ready to look the other way about his business; she didn't want to know anything.

Jose also knew what he wanted and Donna had that too. Her underwear and lingerie collection was filled with exotic and sensual items. Being Donna could be very fun.

I changed into a pair of casual shorts and top.

Jose met me at the bottom of the stairs.

"Did you enjoy your treatment?"

"Jose, it was wonderful, I always feel so relaxed after an hour with Ronnie."

"Carlos says the guy is a real fagot."

"Jose, Carlos doesn't like him because Ronnie would rather get in his pants instead of mine."

Jose laughed.

"I can see that would really piss Carlos off. Well this Ronnie guy, better not be getting funny with my honey,"

"Jose, he is O.K. he is hopelessly gay."

"Jose, I'm going to take a short walk."

"Fine, Honey.", he snapped his fingers and one of the guard got up and headed out towards the beach.

I walked out and could see several of the thugs, Jose had on guard, as I made my way to the beach gate.

I walked down the beach, Jose's thugs following at a distance. About a quarter of a mile away, a small bridge crossed a small stream that emptied into the sea. I stopped for a moment, getting a quick look at the piers as I looked up and down the beach. Soon, I continued on my walk.

That evening, I went to bed early. I needed to be sharp for tomorrow.

Around midnight Jose came in and climbed into bed. He started caressing my body and I knew what he wanted.

"Jose, let make our wedding day special. I don't want you to see me until the wedding."

"O.K. Honey.", he said but continued to caress my back.

"No Jose. I don't want to make love with you tonight. I want to save myself until tomorrow."

Jose stopped,"You want to sleep by yourself?"

"Ya, Jose. At least then I could feel like a real bride in white."

"O.K., Honey. I'll be down the hall. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Thanks you, Jose. I love you."

I kissed him softly as he got out of bed.

I woke up, Donna's auburn hair in my face. I rolled out of bed. Besides the hair I still looked pretty good, and my hair was only slightly messed up.

"Mam, Mam", I heard Carla outside my door.

"Yes Carla."

"Mam, the women are here."

"Carla, I need to shower and then you can send them in."

I walked in the bathroom. It was the morning and I really needed to relieve myself. Standing in front of the toilet for a moment, I quickly remembered I had to sit down as Donna. Sitting down I could she Donna's privates in all their glory.

I knew how women's plumbing worked but I had never seen them working from this vantage. From this vantage Donna's parts and plumbing looked just like other women I had seen in person or in magazines, but now Donna's was upside down. In the past I had always been looking at them, instead of from them.

Soon Donna's bedroom was filled with six other crazy women, Donna's four bride's maids and two of Jose's cousins who really wanted to be part of Jose's wedding. In various states of dress or undress we all worked to get ready for the ceremony.

Having easily passed with Jose's dump thugs and even a short time with Jose yesterday, these women would be the ones I really had to pass for. Each of these women was the real thing. They were women naturally and didn't have to act it. As Donna, I was neither of the things I might appear to be.

Susan and Karen were long time friends of Donna from their high school and college days. Wendy and Joann had each worked with Donna before she met Jose. She had spent many times and memories with each of them. Any of these memories could pierce my disguise in an instant.

I knew a general biography of each, but it was impossible to know all the little details.

"Donna remember the time the three of us went to Mexico with the guys have the Pi house. Those guys were so desperate for sex, they were jumping anything that moved."

"Ya what a trip."

"I remember we got several of the guys, so drunk we had then believing they had fucked a Mexican whore the night before."

"Ya, you know college guys."

"I made a few hundred bucks that night."

I wasn't sure where she was going with this story. I needed to be careful.

"Karen, I need to someone to tighten up my corset.", I added hoping to change the topic

"I'll do it", said Susan.

"Susan you remember that trip to Mexico, right?"

"Oh, ya, Julie, you and I went with the Pi house guys."

"You're right, I thought it was Donna, but you're right it was Julie. I thought you said you remembered, Donna?"

"Ya, I remember hearing about it."

As I walked down the aisle I could tell Jose and his party were all in bulletproof jackets. The ladies were all vulnerable but I figured no one would dare try for him here. Too many people would get killed and one couldn't even guarantee they would get him.

Jose and Carlos were really just thugs. They believed in guns and force. That is how they had gotten everything, it was the only thing they understood.

Bigger guns, bigger cars and bigger fences was what security was to them. They knew everyone there and the few of Donna's former friends that were here were being watch like a hawk.

The one person he would never have suspected, was his wife to be, he was too macho for that. He really didn't need to suspect her either. She was quite happy to become Mrs. Raphael with all the trapping that that brought along with it. In several years she might start to feel trapped by Jose's complete security, but by then it would be to late. She would be unable to leave and if she couldn't keep Jose happy, he could find another young woman, but that was all still in the future.

The one thing he would never have suspected was his wife to-be had become a professional assassin, or more accurate the other way around, that a professional assassin had become his wife to-be. The idea of kidnapping her only made sense if the kidnappers wanted money, but that would be their death sentence. The idea of kidnapping her to become her, was way too subtle for Jose and his other thugs. It would be his down fall.

Soon I stood there with Jose taking our vows. I could see Jose was clearly taken by my beauty. The corset made my breasts fill my chest and a gold necklace disappeared down the valley in between. Jose looked like he had easily fallen for Donna's entrapment, soon he would be falling for mine.

The ceremony was over before I knew it and we walked back down the aisle together.

A crowd of people lined up to greet us.

I didn't know half of them, I was pretty sure Donna didn't either. But with a toothy smile, a few thank yous, some hugs and kisses and I was the queen of the party. I heard, 'Doesn't she look beauty' at least a dozen time from women talking to each other as Jose and I worked the crowd.

Soon there was "the dance" and then others. I danced with all of Jose's brothers and uncles.

At last came the cake, as Jose and I cut the cake I slip a tiny capsule into his piece. We each fed the each other with our tiny pieces. Jose coughed as I stuck the cake into his month.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jose." I said as I slapped him on the back.

"Here drink some water.", Carlos said after getting him a glass.

Jose coughed a bit more, but it was down now.

Soon everyone was back dancing again.

At about 11:00 I found Jose talking with Carlos.

"Jose I'd really like to go to bed now, its our wedding night remember.", I said in a hinting voice.

"O.K., O.K. Honey. I'll get Carlos to start getting rid of people."

"Jose, give me a few minutes to change." I said as I started up to Donna's bedroom.

"Fine, honey. I'll be up in a few minutes."

Jose headed back towards Carlos.

When I got upstairs I quickly undressed and did a quick check to make sure everything was still in the right place.

I rubbed on one of Donna's fragrances and filled my special condom with some of the other. Everything was ready.

I slipped on a long flowing green nightgown. The green accented Donna's hair and eyes. The cut showed a lot of skin at my shoulders but ran all the way to the floor. A front walking slit ran up to my knee and appeared to be cut as a subtle invitation.

A few moments later Jose walked in still dressed in his tuxedo. I walked over and gave him a kiss. Started to unbutton his shirt. When it was unbutton I undid his belt and pants. He pulled off his jacket and shirt and kicked off his shoes.

As he stood there I gently pushed him back on to the bed.

I wanted him to know Donna was in charge now. As he lay on the bed I pulled his pants off. Then I took off his socks and underwear. He was lying there total nude, I had never seen him so total vulnerable as I had then.

I back away from the bed.

"Jose, I have a surprise for you."

At one time I had thought about doing he right here, on his wedding bed, but security was tight. I could do him, but I might not be able to get away. A heart attack while making love to his new bride was just too cache, Carlos would know it was a hit.

I pulled the spaghetti straps off my shoulders and the nightgown slid down my body towards my feet. I could see Jose's reaction as he started to get excited.

Donna's pubic hair mat was clearly visible from where Jose laid and it was obvious that the thoughts of its treasures were already deep in his mind.

I hadn't seen any condoms during my earlier search of the bedroom and I hadn't hear anything regarding them while I had them on tape, so I figured Jose and Donna did it al-natural. I figured that was probably only natural, Jose was after all a Catholic boy.

I climbed onto to the bed and straddle him. His toy sitting there, waiting for Donna to come play with it. I slid up and over him, Donna's pubic mat rubbing him as I went. I could feel the fragrance gel lubricating him as he grew.

I slide back down over Jose's thighs. He had grown bigger and harder than before, but was still not particularly large. How big and how hard he got, I didn't know, but I knew he didn't take Donna to orgasm very often. She was too good at the fake for that.

I decided it was time. I gently took his toy and moved myself up and over it. I slowly descend on it as it slid into Donna's vagina. I could tell Jose loved this, he watched as I slid up and down on it, spreading Donna's vaginal fluids up and down as I went.

Jose was seeing exactly what he wanted to see. His wife, playing the whore on his wedding night. Her tight lips sucking him in and spitting him out. Their rose color becoming visible when she started down again.

The scent of her vaginal juices was now getting to his nose. Now he knew he was really turning her on, too.

I knew the pattern of Donna's pubic mat, the casting of her vaginal lips and her personal scent would be enough to fool Jose on his wedding night, if I could find a way to accept his toy into "Donna's" vagina. I had fitted my cooling suit with a special condom like tube, however instead of fitting over my male part, it would fit over his. The open end would fit just inside the casting of Donna's vaginal lips, so as I slid up and down on Jose's shaft, the condom would stretch out over him in much the same way pantyhose are slid on to a woman's legs. He and the condom would then slide up into my asshole. Not the most comfortable place for me, but the only spot my male anatomy could fit him.

From Jose's vantage point, his toy would appear to be entering Donna's vagina. It would never occur to him that it was connected to anywhere else. He had been inside Donna's vagina before. He knew doctors had been inside there too. If there was any funny business with her vagina, he would have known about it.

I worked along with Jose. Up and down. I tilted my head back and close my eyes as I slid down Jose. I sighed and moaned softly with the rhythm. I threw in an occasionally contraction of my ass as he got closer to orgasm. In the moments before he fired, I let out several quick contractions; Donna was coming too, as usual, just before he did.

He could always bring her to orgasm. He was pretty good, he thought.

"Jose, you are wonderful." He heard Donna say.

"Honey, that was the best I've had. You should do it that way more often."

"Jose, I love you. I want to make love with you every night for the rest of your life."

"Honey, you do it like this and you will have to fight me off more than that."

"Jose, why don't you roll over and let me rub your back."

I could only take Jose up my ass for so long. He was getting smaller by the moment, but I figured I would be sore in the morning. He never got that big, but my ass was not used to having anything stuck up it.

As I slowly lifted myself off of him and he started to slide out, I realize Donna's special condom was starting to stick to him, not enough lubricant. If he saw the condom pop out of Donna's vagina he would begin to wonder what was up. I leaned forward and kissed him, blocking his view for a moment as I slid off the remaining part of his shaft. I quickly pushed Donna's vaginal lining back inside.

"Donna are you O.K."

"Oh, I'm O.K. you were just a little more forceful today. I may be sore tomorrow."

"Oh, it felt like I was sucking you out with me for a moment."

I placed the hand I had just pushed the condom back in with, to his lips.

"Shhhh, I'm fine Jose. You were just wonderful."

He licked my finger.

"I really love the way you taste, Honey."

He started to slide down my body. His tongue slid down my chest, I knew where he was going. Well Jose not tonight, you should have eaten before, I thought. With my special condom a bit out of place now, I didn't want him poking around down there.

I quickly pulled away.

"Jose, not tonight. I'm already going to be sore there tomorrow."

"Honey it's our wedding night." , he pleaded.

"O.K. Jose, but just a minute I want to look at something"

I got up and went into the bathroom.

"Honey are you O.K.?"

"Ya, Jose, I'm fine I just want to see if I can see any sores spots."

It was a good thing I had stopped him when I did the condom was up far enough not be visible but he would have clearly felt it later. I pushed it back up into my asshole. I added a little more of what Jose was really looking for before returning to the bedroom.

Jose lay me on my back and straddled me. He moved down my body, licking me as he went. When he got to Donna's vagina he went to work. I could feel his tongue working around, lapping up Donna's fluid.

"Relax, Honey, you're too tight.", he said backing away for only a moment.

I then remembered Donna should be enjoying this, too. I put my hands on his head and started rubbing in a sensual fashion. I arched my back abit and started breathing deeper. A few moans, a few sighs. He was going to take me all the way again. Soon I was really rolling. Then a set of quick shutters of my whole body, followed a moment later by another quick set. I held his head firmly stopping him from doing anymore. He forced his way to do a few more. I shuttered again and held him tighter. He tried again but I held him firm. After a few minutes I began to relax and release my grip. He darted in and did some more. This time there was no response, Donna had come and she was now relaxing.

I was proud of my performance. To Jose, I was his wife and we had just had one of their best love making evenings. He had brought me to a climax not just once but twice. He would really be feeling macho now. I really enjoyed it too. I didn't enjoyed it sexually, I hardy even felt him, but I enjoyed it mentally.

I had become his wife, I had become his wife, even better than his own wife. I had become what he wanted his wife to be.

It was this judge of character, this ability to see what people wanted and give it to them, so they would help me with my job, that made me the professional I was. Tomorrow I would finish the job.

Soon we were both asleep.

At 8:00 a.m. my name change and status as Jose's wife became official. My little account at Jose's bank was brought in under his total account structure. During the day thousands of tiny transfer requests moved the money from his primary accounts to my account. Jose's men at the bank didn't see the transfers because my account was now included in the calculations of Jose's overall balance.

Just before closing an automatic request transferred the entire content of my account to a holding company account in Pakistan. At 4:40 p.m. I got a call regarding the transfer on my cell phone.

"Miss Hunter?"

"Yes, this is she."

"Do you really want to transfer all these funds to this account in Pakistan."

"Yes, I pre-approved the transfer last week."

"Yes we know that, but we just wanted to reconfirm it. It is such a large amount"

"Well. I signed the papers last week, you should just carry out the transfer."

"Yes, mam, it is progress now, sorry for the inconvenience."

"No problem Mr. Walker. Thank you for the call."

I hung up the phone.

"Jose, I going to go for a run. Would you like to come with me."

"Honey, I'm right in the middle of this soccer match. I have 10 million riding on it."

"Fine Jose, then I think I will be going then. Here's a present from me." I push the button and a tiny capsule broke open in his stomach.

He almost immediately buckled over in pain.

"Jose, that is for all the pain you have caused others."

He was rolling on the floor in pain. I walked over and stood over him.

"You'll live another few hours I figure, but the dose of the organic acid will kill you for sure. It was interesting spending the last two days with you. It was well worth the pay, thank you. By the way I thought you might like to known before you die, Donna and I have had to fake our orgasms every time. Oh, Donna, well she just faked the orgasm. I on the other hand faked the whole thing."

I pulled down Donna's running short. His panicked eyes could clearly see Donna pubic hair mat. I pulled hard on the hair and the skin around it started to tear away.

"Oh, this is what you fucked." letting Donna vagina just hang there in front of him.

"You see, I don't have a vagina, I'm a guy."

The shock was almost as great as the pain.

"Well, I've got to go now."

I pull up her shorts and tucked her vagina back in place.

I opened the door and headed out to the beach.

Running along the sandy dunes, everything looked like it had when I took a short walk on the beach the day before. At the bridge however, I jumped into the water. There under the pier I had placed a set of scuba tanks and a water scooter.

I quickly donned the gear and I made my way out to sea under water. After I was only 50 yards out I stopped and started peeling off Donna's skin and clothes. It took a few minutes, but soon I was back to my old self. I pulled on a set of male swimming trunks, took one last breath of air from the tanks and slowly ascended to the surface, leaving my gear and Donna's things on the bottom.

I could now see several of Jose's thugs running down the beach looking for Donna. One was talking to a man on the bridge. I swam back into the shore and got out of the water. By now a crowd was gathering just outside of Jose's mansion.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Someone said some woman tried to kill Jose Raphael."

"Ya, you know, Jose Raphael, the drug kingpin. That woman must have been crazy, she is a dead woman."

"Well you know what some women will do for love or money." I said and walked away.

I knew Jose was dead and so was his criminal empire, I had drained off most of it's liquid assets. As Jose was lying in his hospital bed, breathing his last breaths, I e-mail a complete set of information on what was left of his crumbling cartel. The DEA was now free to move in how every they wanted.

Rumors of Donna's involvement continued for years, but the official cause was an infected ulcer brought on by the stress of the wedding. Rumors of Carlos or others trying to take over became the rumors of choice as the different members of the cartel were eventually put on trial.

Donna Hunter lived quite well on what was left of Jose's wealth when he died. She was found washed up of the beach about a mile away by an evening jogger. She didn't remember anything of her wedding but was happy to take ownership of Jose's mansion and yacht. She still sees "Ronnie" on a weekly basis, although the treatments are never as great as the ones she got just before her wedding.

As for me, there would be other hits in my career, but few would be this fulfilling.

The End

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