She's nowhere in sight plus the door is locked. I check the living room and every room on the main level. When I don't find her, I check the basement....There's water on the tiled floor, indicating Rin had gone swimming. Which means I'll probably find her upstairs. I race up the stairs and pause. The door to her room is closed and I can't hear much through it. Careful as to not make a sound, I open the door and what I find is quite the surprise. Lying down with her lower body lifted in the air. ‘Are you the Slut of my dreams?’, he asked, his mouth at my ear as he lifted the material of the dress up over my hips and held it at my waist. I gasped at the idea of my smooth shaven pussy so visible and on show and the cold evening air made me shiver. He snaked a hand around my waist and brought it to my pussy. My hands still at my side, I opened my legs slightly and moaned as I felt him run a couple of fingers from the moistened lips of my pussy upwards until they rested on my clitoris. He. Friday came soon enough. Deb and I had an early dinner and then she went to the master bedroom to get ready. I heard the bath running and then I knew she would be having a long soak. Almost two hours later she descended back down to our living room. I was mesmerized. She was incredibly gorgeous.Her hair was immaculately coiffured. Long flowing tresses down to her shoulders. Her makeup was subtle, yet drew out her natural beauty. The colour of her lipstick was perfectly shaded to entice a. We almost got there. We forgot, for a moment.But he started changing. His skin got darker and shinier. At first I thought it was the light, but it wasn't. In less than a minute he was the color of eggplant or a bad bruise, and I was trying to find my phone so I could call 911. He said it didn't hurt. I didn't believe him.He started to melt. I think I was screaming. His arms and fingers stretched down to the floor like dripping sap. His head sunk down into his body. His clothes bulged weirdly.