Being as small as I was, life was hell for me. I could never get agirlfriend and none of the guys wanted anything to do with me so I spenta lonely chi...dhood. I used to watch the girls playing and having fun andadmiring how cute they looked when all dressed up in their prettiestdresses, wishing I was a girl because even a small girl had friends. IfI was a girl my age and size no one would give it a second thought, Iwould be what they call petite, now I am just a runt, a shrimp.I was fourteen in. ”She nodded, smiled at the speaker, and pulled her hair over her shoulder to begin combing it with her fingers. “I trust the Invictus are pursuing these hunters with every resource they have available?” A subtle nudge to remind him that the Invictus were ultimately under her control, here in Dolareido.“Yes Prince. We ... we fucked up pretty bad. We knew of the four hunters from investigating Barry’s death, but we didn’t know anything about this Jeremiah bastard until Triss brought it up. I know that I sometimes get into a zone when I am playing and I can totally tune out the rest of the world. I don't see or hear anything but the guitar. I can't get myself in that zone when I know someone else is in the room though."Who is it?" I asked."It's Leessssslieeee. Your girlfriend." She teased."Cara, don't be such an immature bitch. She and I are friends. You might know that it is possible for guys and girls to be friends if you ever tried just talking to a guy."She didn't look too. Sliding up around the front of her just above her panties, the fingers dipped between skin and panty for a fraction of a second, her pelvis thrust up trying to get more contact. The hand slid back up towards her navel, making her breath suck in, slowly it continued the trail upwards, the fingers slowly, gently running just along the underside of her breasts, her whole body arched, following the curve of each breast, her breath coming faster now, wanting, needing. The hand went up along the full.