Chapter Twenty
Katya & Tim
Four days had passed since she had placed him in the custom-made couture from Russia and the change was remarkable.
As Katya removed her black reading spectacles to view the top of the head visible on the monitor, the same head which she had only that morning shaved, depilating the stubble as the hair he was so proud of attempted to re-assert itself, she could only congratulate herself on the progress she had made with the man. In a few days, she reminded herself, he would need to be taken from the costume in order for his body to be freshly depilated and she knew it would be quite the task getting him in and out of the costume. More so as he was not far enough along in his conditioning for her to take the chance of freeing him while he remained conscious - ev
