As the salesgirl fumbled with her keys Sandy tugged the skirt back down around his thighs feeling a gross pain in his stomach from the humiliation of ...is situation, and his inability to flee the mocking crowd. They were all staring at him, pointing, laughing; this wasn't what he had wanted when he started this game. The door finally opened and Sandy wasted no time pushing past the girl to seek refuge away from prying eyes.There was a big girl dressed in a blue shirt with "security" written in. You transform into her perfect version of a lover." You mean that I actually change in appearance.....I mean, physically?" Well.....that depends, but chances are, given you're married and already in love, it will probably just fine tune some of your attributes. I wouldn't worry too much because whatever minor enhancements that take place will be for the benefit of Lisa........that's what you want, right?" Yes.....I want to make sure she loves me as much as I love her...........I'll take the. She responded more urgently, pulling me closer, her tongue entering my mouth, exploring, seeking my tongue as we kissed each other deeply, breathing through our noses, our hands roaming over each other, lingering for just a few seconds on her back, her neck, her bum. Her hands were soon inside my t-shirt at the back, feeling my back, sensing how hot I was, how much I wanted to fuck her.My hands were now more focused on where they wanted to go and kissing her neck, her ears, I slipped my left. He looked around at his surroundings. It was desert, and just as desolate as the area in which the refugee camp was located. That didn’t phase him. He was used to the roughness, heat, and lack of vegetation.Much to his surprise, Hearth Maria was waiting at the end of the ramp from the plane to greet everyone coming off of it.“Hello, Jomo Sy. It’s good to see you again.”“Hello, Hearth Maria. I didn’t know you would be here,” he said pleased to see her again.He remembered those first few days.