"Is that really you? Do we really have tails and hair down our back?" The emotions connected to her telepathic question reflected her amazement."Yes, ...t's really me. All of us have a tail and a mane. Are you ready to wake up?" Oh yes," replied Joyce and Judy in unison then slowly opened their eyes. Joyce leaned forward and kissed Sarah hugging her tight. Judy turned to kiss Rusty and they held each other for a long moment. Joyce began to cry, tears running down her face, as joy filled her in. Vanessa's family lived in a bungalow on a corner lot, so her bedroom faced only the Peterson house and was on the ground floor. The only light in her room was the reading lamp, but its 60 watt glow turned a portion of her bedroom into a floodlit stage.On previous nights when she had a hidden audience, Vanessa would finish her studies several minutes before her bedtime. She exited the lit room, presumably to go to the bathroom. For she returned dressed in a diaphanous nightgown that, given the. I grab you by your hips and hold you closer to me, I rub my fingers on your lips as you turn your face away as I kiss you turning your face back , I put my hand down and gently smack your ass> I take your hand and put it down my pants as I kiss you and you grab my cock as it gets hard in your mouth . I take my hand and put it in your panties and slowly finger your pussy and clit. I get so hard then I push you a bit back and then throw you on the bed as you lay down there excited and wet . I. However, it had been a haven of peace to one man, the old man known as ‘old parky’ from hidden away from a world he had come to hate, a world I had been told that had wiped out his family back in the town he had grown up in, victims of an air raid. I felt perhaps a link, an understanding, stood here on what to most would be a lonely cliff-top. I peered into the post, through where a window had long fallen in victim of some long-forgotten gale, the door though intact was covered in.