Glancing cautiously at that mirror I waspleased to see no mysterious females there, just a tired looking scrawnybloke. Pleased and maybe a little disa...pointed - after all, the girl inthe mirror was everything I was not. As I settled under the bed clothesa guilty fantasy stole through my sleepy mind. How would it be if I washer? If I was inside that beautiful body...Somehow it became daylight in my room, the curtains were open andstirred by a warm breeze through opened windows. The woman was. Janet, the other day. The lesbian girl at her highschool who she tormented on a daily basis. And now, she was getting payback for the black girls on the squad that she always made fun of fortheir figures and the way they acted.But, Melissa though, I act differently. I'm not like them. Or so shethought. Melissa's mind was being subtly affected, just enough so shehad a hard time with it. Melissa showered and got dressed in a halter-top and a skirt that showed off her ass very nicely. She. Someone is probably going to say they couldn't help themselves. That society wasn't good to them growing up. Guess what? Society didn't do a whole lot for me. My parents ensured I had good morals instilled in me. They ensured that I knew the difference between right and wrong and to respect other people and their property."I served in the military and was trained to protect my life and my comrades with whatever force was necessary."Tom tugged at my sleeve and whispered in my ear, "Dan is here. I didn’t want to just fuck her. I wanted to make love to her. Like I said – my Kryptonite.As she removed my heel, she lifted my feet back to her face and gently placed a kiss on my feet, and took in the scent of my legs. She sniffed hard and started kissing my feet vigorously. As if she was possessed, as if she was under a spell my scent.I had to calm her down – I withdrew my legs and placed them on her thighs. Even after all this work, she did with her face, there was just a single strand of.