Her muscles wouldn't coordinate with her passion-sopped brain.With a big splash, the young man jumped in. He sprang up out of the water beside the tee...ager and wrapped his arms around her lithe body. His prick pressed into her belly. "You're a sexy little nymph, Christine."She almost fainted. If he hadn't been holding her, she would surely have drowned. "Please--" Her voice was barely a whisper. She was weak, crumbling."How does it feel?" He kept his prick against her."Ah... mmmm..." She was. No, wait, that isn't accurate and I want to be totally honestwith you about this. Once on my own I started getting things of my own towear at home: lingerie, dresses, skirts, blouses, and nightgowns. Itwasn't long before I started working on Cathy, the female alter-ego thatyou met at the Halloween party." How did Jan come to learn of your secret?" she asked."One night we were out with friends and she said she couldn't wait to gethome and get out of her dress. I told her that I didn't think it. " I didn't tell him that I would only need them for the time I was forced to be with him.The working day was over by the time we'd finished shopping. "Let's see what your cooking skills are like Alice. Make us a meal with whatever you can find in the freezer." This caused me a little worry as cooking was not one of my strong points but I'd had to do it often enough for father before he remarried. Nevertheless it was better than the stuff we had in prison and Rocky ate it without comment except. I scanned my surroundings and made my way to the farthest bench. The park was large and mostly circular, the benched area was like a small cul de sac surrounded by tall bushes. One way to walk in and out. It was cozy and comfortable. As I settled myself I dove into my novel, getting lost in the romance and passion of the words leaping out at me. I was like many a woman. I had needs/fantasies most times they were only fulfilled through the erotica I could find in romance novels. Lost deep in.