’ Reni groaned and walked toward the car. Her hearing wasn’t as bad as her throat, and when she reached the door, her mother was indeed standing i... front of her, all five feet six inches, a hundred and fifteen pounds of her, and across the top she saw her father being helped out of the other side by Dev. ‘Well don’t just stand there young lady, I know you can’t talk, but you can come give me a hug and then lead me inside out of this awful heat. Rusty, you can help Devlin with Charles.’ As Reni. I think writing something different is mostly a matter of not being afraid to try something different. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.Any other questions? Or shall I just rant on endlessly, extolling the virtues of my favorite stories!(*Anne-Mal) Well let's open it up for a free-for-all! And let the questions fly at will!(Bashful) What other TG authors do you admire?(elrodw) Bill Hart, the SRU universe is wonderful and the "Strangeness" was a wonderful start.I've read some of the. Greg had worked his hands under my shirt, working it up my chest until he lifted it from me. Once he had my chest bare, he slid his hands down my chest, following them with his lips, kissing and sucking so erotically my cock was twitching with desire.Eventually Greg was at the top of my shorts, pulling the band over my knob, letting them drop to my feet. As I stepped out of them, Greg lowered his head to my knob, sending a shiver up my spine as his warm lips slid onto me. As he slowly worked. Sure, she sometimes goes a little further than teasing with some guys, and indeed girls, but she still makes time for me. Eventually.“Can you stop staring at me?” Emily asked, holding on to the side of the pool and glaring at me.“You’re the only one in the pool, I’m just doing my job,” I replied indignantly from my lifeguard’s chair.She rolled her eyes and went back to swimming. I kept watching, but tried to focus on whether she was still swimming, rather than how hot she looked while.