.." she started to say, but then stopped and frowned. I could actually feel how badly she needed me to kiss her again, but I didn't think that was it....I waited. "You're supposed to ask me, and then I'm supposed to tease you and then leave," she said quietly. She thought for a moment longer. "Without magic, I don't know anymore." "You know what you want," I teased. "Just ask." "I know what I want, but I'm afraid," she whispered. "I think I know what you want," I said softly. "Will you..." "No!". It had become anunofficial ritual for all the centaurs that could get to theinstitute to be there when someone joined their community.As she met each one in turn she felt a kinship she had neverexperienced before. One family had turned their back on her, buta new one was welcoming her into their arms.***"And we go over to Stacey Sams for an update on the attack onex-president Bill Clinton." Thanks Bob, for five hours we've been camped outside MercyGeneral waiting for news of Bill Clinton's. My nimble fingers struggle to keep up with events as they unfold without distraction. You pause a moment allowing your fingers to hook themselves around your panties. Bending from the waist, you tug at the band of your very moist undies before sliding them down the length of your smooth inner thigh. Placing one foot between my legs, close together so you can easily slip those panties from around your ankles. You toss them carelessly towards me. Instinctively, I catch them mid air bringing them. Dierdre stood and said, "Come with me."She led me to her bedroom, which was even more cluttered than the living room. Turning her back to me, she pulled off her t-shirt and lay down face first, crossways on her bed. It happened so quickly, I didn't even get to see her tits. (She was not wearing a bra.)I resumed massaging her bare back, then her ass, which was still clad in jeans. I moved my hands up and down both legs, all the way down to her ankles. "This might be more effective without the.