I could see the effect my attentions were having on Alana, her parted cherry lips and half closed eyes, the whole front of her crotch soaked with her ...uices. I trailed my finger down the length of her slit and pushed against her fever-hot pussy. Alana gulped and spread her legs for me.Alana trembled with lust as my fingertip entered her pussy. My finger was pushing in further and when it slid across her swollen clit she had to bite her lip to stop from crying out.I began a soft rhythm of gently. .but don't expect just a vanilla night.? She looked up at him. ?No, of course not, Damien. Maybe I'd better tell you...? sheexhaled a shaky breath. ?I was... in this kind of dom-sub relationship before....ended last year... I think.... our type can smell each other out... I didn'tsay 'gentle,' Damien. I said, 'careful.'? His thumb played on her lower lip. ?Ah. You're not a real novice. Funny, youlooked so surprised.? She smiled a little crooked smile. ?It's a matter of playacting. A real. You are Tiffany, but youused to be Terrence." "Yes!" exclaimed the raven-haired woman happily. "Thank heaven youremember. Please, you have to change me back into a man." The clerk shook his head. "I'm sorry. I can't do that." "Please!" Tiffany pleaded. "I'll pay you anything! I'll... I'll doanything. Whatever you want. Just change me back. Please?" "Look, Tiffany... Terrence, this isn't like returning a toaster. Iexplained to you clearly what this would involve. You said it was whatyou. Mandi pushed the pedal to the floor with her clog to get through ayellow light. When they were on the other side, she slowed again."What happens after you're dressed?" What do you mean?" I mean, then what? What happens after she 'makes' you put on herclothes?"William shrugged his shoulders. "Nothing, really." Wait a minute," said Mandi incredulously. "You're telling me she justcomes to you and tells you, 'put this on' and hands you a dress and someheels and whatever else and then you do it.