George's secrets and JJ Brighton's secrets were secure. Bobby had been cleared, quietly, a long time ago. He apparently had some prior and mysterious ...ecurity clearance and the DOD guys just backed off.Bobby worked with George in a way he knew George would relate to learning. He gave him the theory, some of which he found he had just put into words himself. They covered hair and scalp, the chemistry, the biology. Aging, growing, dryness, treatments. Heat and wind, curling and sprays.. They wore nice revealing outfits, short skirts and tight, skimpy tops, so I certainly was seeing all I needed, and was soon experiencing waves of perv ecstasy and warm wetness spreading into my underpants and soaking into my wank-trousers, though my mac was always done up. Some of the poses these lovely girls did did reveal stocking tops and cleavage, giving me the intense ogling ecstasy that pervert wankers like me crave. The joke was that, on the occasions where their posing showed knickers,. Then, I came to a story that was about a girl that thought she was a cat and she wanted to dish out her pussy to any boy that showed an interest in lifting her skirt and checking out her assets.I got through that one real easy because it had a minimum amount of sexual content.I read it again after I finished work for the day and was impressed with the reasons why this girl thought that she was more cat than human. She mentioned the ability to smell and see things a long way away and her pointed. It was a brilliant excuse to spend more time with her, plus she was pretty damn clever. There was however a slight problem; Katherine was in a relationship. There was an even bigger problem; it was with my best friend, Cory. I loved Cory like a brother but my love for Katherine was deep-rooted and made even worse by the fact that we ended up at the same university doing the same course, whilst Cory was on the other side of the country with a full-time job. My predicament was not made easier by.