The location and price were more important than anything else. This one was inching over the top edge of her limit, but prices were usually negotiable...and, now that she’d seen the hook, she was extremely tempted. Even if she couldn’t afford the place, she knew she would have to make use of it at least once."…has an en-suite bathroom, air-conditioning and…"She wasn’t listening to the agent’s sales pitch. Gazing upwards, her inner thighs trembling with anticipation, she tried to walk toward the. I know there are worse things, but the problem is that I’ve always hated them. To me, my breasts are hideous, misshapen things, and I can’t imagine anyone actually liking them, much less adoring them. My tits are the size and shape of tennis balls, actually little spheres mounted high on my chest. Worse than that, my areolas are dark brown, almost black, and they cover over half the front surface of the spheres. If that weren’t bad enough, my nipples match my areolas in color, and they stick. ?" Claire stammered."After the gunfire stopped, wolfy here broke down the door into my room and tried to attack me," the demon said. "Oh, you're a feisty one! It's actually difficult to keep you spread!" Claire could see that the werewolf was putting up quite a fight. Gruthsorik wasn't losing his grip, but was evenly matched in the tug of war between limbs and tentacles. She watched as another tentacle disappeared into the wolf's furry crotch. The beast roared in protest."It's a female!" Claire. When I returned from a bathroom break, I heard the boys talking.‘Isn’t she a great tutor?’ Myles was saying. I smiled and stayed back in the kitchen shyly, not wanting them to know I’d heard his praise.‘Yeah,’ Jesse said. ‘She’s good at explaining things.’ Suddenly he had a big cheesy grin on his lips. ‘And she’s fucking hot,’ he added.I felt myself blush, turning roughly the shade of beets, and a thrill shot through me. Did he actually think I was sexy?To my surprise, Myles shot the same sort.