Possess Me Slowly

Candy Kane was fretting as she awakened that morning in early October. She was scheduled to meet downtown with a couple of attorneys representing her employer, Aerospace Technologies, Inc., along with a mediator. This was the result of the sexual harassment suit she had filed against them. The fact was there was nothing to the suit; the reality was that the “sexual harassment” had been in the form of the lack of same. Candy thought she had just been ignored.And the reality was that she had been. On the other hand, she was honest enough with herself to admit — privately — that ignoring her was the best possible behavior on the part of her coworkers: She was as prickly as a porcupine. This, in turn, largely resulted from the fact that she hated herself and for as long as she could remember had felt she was ugly as sin. The reality was that — probably as a result of an accident when she was very young — her mouth and jaw were horribly misshapen with her teeth having grown in at odd angl

Arriving at the 38th floor, Candy just stopped and gaped. The entry to the Clifford & Jamison offices was utterly spectacular. The doorway was highly polished cherry with the firm name in brass letters above it, along with the very dignified qualifier, Attorneys at Law, in smaller letters below the name. Candy straightened her shoulders and marched in, feeling her nipples moving against the worn fabric of her shirt as she did.Seeing the receptionist, Candy’s first reaction was to flee. The girl sitting behind the desk was the most beautiful blue-eyed blonde she had ever seen. I wonder what I would look like with blue eyes like hers? Candy wondered. All I have are yucky gray. Again, though, Candy’s self-appraisal was wrong. Her eyes were large with small eyebrows and very long lashes. The effect was singularly striking, but like everything else regarding her appearance, if it was good, it was downplayed or totally ignored.“Good morning,” she said to the receptionist. “Candace Kane to

Taking the girl’s comment as an invitation, Kathy Carlson accepted it. Very slowly she walked around Candy, studying her body as she did. Gently, she moved her away from the table so she could get a good look from all angles.Finally, she pronounced, “Lady, you are utterly fantastic!” Then shaking her head in feigned sadness she added, “If my husband, Ken, were here, he wouldn’t even see me. All he could see would be you!”Although she had initially been petrified, by now Candy had relaxed enough to function again. “Get serious!” she exclaimed. “Mrs. Carlson, you are the most beautiful creature God ever created.” Having spoken, she looked more closely at Kathy and added, “But as beautiful as you are on the outside, that’s just a minor fraction of the total, isn’t it? Your beauty within just shines from your eyes and floods out the place!”“See, partner?” Sandy Harris exclaimed. “We’ve been telling you that for months, but you just don’t listen ... No! That’s wrong. You do listen. You

When Dacey heard the name she mentally started to make connections. “William H. Clifford ... Isn’t he one of the richest men in the world?”Kathy just nodded once.“And a few months ago ... I saw a tiny squib in the legal notices: William H. Clifford had married Ali McGrath.” Her eyes widened as the pieces came together. “That gorgeous young blonde is Allison McGrath Clifford, isn’t she? She’s Bill Clifford’s wife!”“And executive director of the Foundation,” Kathy added. “Anyway, it’s all approved and fully funded.”With that it was time to head over to Dr. Matthews’ office.It was four months later — early February — and the work on her teeth had been completed. Dacey looked at herself in the mirror and conceded that her appearance was exactly the way Dr. Matthews’ computer had shown it would be.That had been a truly remarkable experience. Electronic pictures had been taken of her face and jaw and input into the computer. The doctor had played with the controls changing the size an

On Saturday morning, Dacey Kane awakened very early, long before her alarm was set to go off. Instead of trying to go back to sleep, though, she arose and began her preparations. After taking a shower and washing her hair, she very carefully shaved her legs and underarms. Then using a magnifying mirror in conjunction with a full-length mirror on a door, she examined her crotch for even the smallest stray hair. A couple were found and ruthlessly plucked.She didn’t stop there. Using mirrors in combination, she carefully examined her small remaining pubic patch to be sure that its four edges were all straight and sharply defined. Finally satisfied, she spent the next fifteen minutes searching for the perfect underwear for the day, settling on a luscious white thong that set off her all-over golden tan perfectly. After fluffing the top of her pubic hair over the upper edge of the thong, she even used small manicure scissors to trim a few hairs to what she thought to be the exactly right