Greg blushed: he had forgotten to close his door when he got up in the morning and their sexual antics when he returned to Fiona had almost certainly ...een heard throughout the house. "And good night." Good night," Fiona called and dragged her boyfriend up the stairs. He smiled at her and she pushed him into his bedroom, and closed the door firmly. "Now come on," she snapped, sliding out of her dress. "You got a job to do." Fiona, you need help," he teased. "Seriously, if you can't stay away. "Hmm," Coach saidto herself. "I'm going in the girl's locker room. Stay right here, or you'llspend the period running!"With that, Coach sprinted off the gym floor and into the locker room.Immediately she heard something unusual. First, she heard a steady slappingsound again flesh, accompanied by the moans of a female voice, apparently outof pleasure. "What the heck is going on here? Is some girl having sex with aboy in the locker room? Here we go again," Coach thought to herself. Withthat,. She was naked and her exposed breasts seemed too large in relation to her slender body, like the impossibly perfect images peddled by disreputable plastic surgeons. They held their shape in defiance of gravity as she hung upside down. Her skin betrayed her as truly not human. It was translucent grey in colour and flecked with streaks of white and pink. A long mane of silky white hair cascaded down beneath her.Her eyes opened, revealing two multi-faceted blue orbs. Her bloodless lips curled up. Dad, 45Mary. Mother, 47Nancy. Sister, 26Richard. 22, That’s meDebbie. Sister, 18Here is what happened!Debbie came out into my garage Chem lab when I spilled the beaker down the front of my pants that I had just put both of my new secret chemicals in. I didn’t feel any burning, but I had the presence of mind to put down the beaker.She quickly grabbed some paper towels and tried to fix the problem by herself. In the middle of that, she said, “Richard, what is happening to you?”“What are you.