‘Like I’m me, but not me,’ I said, marvelling at the sensuality of my female voice. She laughed, ‘Well, Karen, my girl, let’s go back up to ...he room where we can get a better look at you…I can already see that I’m going to have some stiff competition with you in that form, because from what I can see in this light, you are at least as pretty as me, if not moreso!’ I shook my head again in wonder as all the feminine sensations of a woman that I had only dreamed about suddenly asserted. "Do you want a girlfriend?" Mark looked at me, and then turned his body onto his left side so that he was facing me. "Or another boyfriend?" I don't care," I told him truthfully, moving my hips, getting closer and putting my left leg over his hip. "What do you want?" Whatever," Mark shrugged. "The person is all that counts." You'd kiss a boy?" Yeah," Mark agreed. "If I love him. Would you kiss a girl?" Sure." I nodded, reaching behind me, narrowing my eyes as I found Mark's cock and tried to. Roaming gently over her breasts, her hardened nipples, down her tummy and to her clit. After a few minutes she plunged two fingers deep inside her twat, pretending that it was his cock and yelling out his name. ‘Rupert!’, she cried out. That was the moment she decided she was finally going to do it. Come hail or high water Brinna was going to meet Rupert Grint and ride him into the sunset. She had wanted him for years now and for once in her life she was going to get exactly what she wanted. . Most of the warehouses were individually owned by the ship's merchant owner. Another solution, was that several merchants pooled their money and bought a warehouse, or had one built.A whole host of boys had jobs as 'runners'. Their only purpose was to go to establishments, businesses, inns, and a host of other places. These runners were very knowledgeable of the physical make-up of the city. That was what had brought me here to the warehouse district, today.I wanted a guide. Who better, than.