‘It’ was a fetus, not a living, growing person, and he was simply the sperm donor that had impregnated her. So now, they might sleep in the same b...dchamber, even in the same bed, but there was definitely no sex, either in her human form or her ‘natural’ winged, fertile one. Melinda’s entire concern now was for her unborn child – the first ‘prince’ of the realm – and the status she would gain by birthing him. She could come to be regarded as the Queen, with her prince destined to become the King. She had perfect skin, blond hair and green eyes that gave you the impression that her eyes were a thousand feet deep. Her eyes sparkled so much that your gaze immediately went to her eyes.Still trying to breath normally I asked if there was any trouble back at the dorm."Just some stuck up bitch trying to make out that she matters in this world."I laughed, "That's pretty harsh, don't you think? What brought that on?"She looked at me to see if I was making fun of her before she answered, "Her. He is a middle-aged, successful attorney. Tom has some grey hair, he's 6'3", in good shape, and has a large cock. He could be my dad, literally. We met on the subway train and hit it off then and there. He said, at the time, he was going through a divorce. I had no real way of knowing but to trust him. I do wonder if I was the "other woman" for a while. Now, he is happily divorced, and we live together in his Manhattan apartment. He is marvelous in bed, and makes me orgasm every time. Except. Any suggestions?" Well I don't think makeup would be good idea, but I'm not sure what elsewe can do." What about hair ribbons?" I said remembering the ones her mum had used.I went to my bedroom and opened to my draws and took them out andreturned to Kirsty. We tried them out but having had my hair cut puttingribbons in wasn't that easy and apart from that, the colour reallyclashed with the other clothes I was wearing. "What you really need is something pink or red, do you have..." she.