That’s when I heard footsteps again. This time, they were softer. My door slowly opened, and there stood Jess, in the same bathrobe. “How’s it g...ing hun? Comfortable there?” “No actually. I got a really bad ache in my balls.” “Well, maybe we can help each other out then. You see, your dad just left, and I’m horny as hell. What I really need right now is a good fucking.”With those words, she let her robe fall to the floor. She had changed out of her previous panties and bra, and was now wearing. Little seemed to be happening. His voice certainly was not changing, his shoulders were not broadening, he wasn't getting any taller, and nary a single dark hair yet populated his groin, or anywhere else below his eyebrows for that matter. The only physical changes of note were a slight feeling of nausea some mornings, which Chet told him was a natural reaction, and a slight swelling and tenderness around his nipples, which Chet wrote off as common growing pains. Bobby also noticed that he must. But there were times, like this, when the female members of the Squad seemed so… casual… about undressing, about hopping in and out of the sonic showers… they weren’t flaunting themselves, or doing anything enticing or flirtatious. Far from it, they were professional, and rightfully expecting the same from their male comrades. And Giles seemed cool about it all as well – but then he was tall, broad-shouldered, blonde and full of teeth, a poster boy for Starfleet Academy. And Kitirik, the only. Feel my stockings, how smooth they are? I know you’re just a little nylon perv. You love stroking my stocking clad legs almost as mush as I love stroking that cock of yours. Now, keep sliding your hand up until you find that warm, wet tunnel you crave so much’. ‘Reach over and grab those stockings. Touch them. Push them against your face. Do you smell me on them? Remember, I’ve got them on while I recording this for you. Drag them across your stomach down to your crotch. Pull them across your.