They got into his flat, closing the door and leading her through to his front room and offering her a seat with a wave of his hand."Um…can I get you...something to drink? Tea, coffee?" he said, being polite and once again trying to work out why she seemed so familiar to him."No I'm fine thanks," she said, just looking to get on with it really. She was sober now and had to hold her nerve."Ok, then we should uh…just get down to it I spose?" he said, grimacing internally at his phrase as soon as he. "She's fine, I'm sure. She's probably in her room sleeping."Lana knew things weren't as simple as Ron was making them out, but she knew that Hannah probably was okay, and she still had a house full of guests to entertain, she'd deal with Ron and Hannah after the party was over.Going to the front of the room so she could address everyone she said, "There are too many of us to play a good game of strip poker, not that any of us has anything on to take off, so, I dug up an old family game I use to. Time seems to stand still as you roll over on top of me. Your hot hands yank my jeans off. Before I can either protest or encourage you take my dick into your mouth.God I've wanted this for so long, and you must have wanted it, too, by the way you attack my cock with your hot mouth. Our eyes meet as you suck me off, your head bobbing and your hair rubbing against my body. I try to hold back but your eyes just smile at me as I have my first orgasm directly into your mouth. One shot after another. ’ The offer took Isabelle aback, and she cautiously enquired ‘Switch places? H-how do we…?’ ‘I take your legs so that I may walk on dry land, and you take my fins so that you may swim in the sea. Once Richard is yours, we change back.’ Isabelle was speechless. Live as a mermaid for three days? Such a thing seemed impossible. She had no idea how to live as a mermaid, but the thought of losing Richard forever tore at her. She could not let him go, and was willing to pay any price to keep him in.