"Hi, babe," he said his voice alone making my pussy wet."Hi, yourself," I replied."Ready for some fun?" he asked."Always," I said with a giggle."Right... put on a pair of thong knics, that wrap around blue skirt that I like and that semi-transparent blouse and I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes," he ordered."Ok," I agreed and giggled again.I rushed to find the things he had mentioned and I was just finishing buttoning up my blouse when he beeped his horn."Hi, babe," he said and leaned over and. She had never kissed a boy, nor had her body touched in a sexual way. Like all girls, she’d been smacked on the rear end a number of times (less than most girls had to endure), and it always made her angry and frustrated. Exempt from hormonal reaction, she nonetheless knew what being slapped on the rear end meant.She was blonde, with a boyish haircut. Her green eyes sat wide apart in a narrow, boyish face. Her mouth was unusually wide, and thin-lipped. She had high cheekbones and a strong chin.. I wanted only to be human again, and so I imitated that fuckwit. But when I saw ye, my dove, though I knew full well it’d lead to my death, I was willing to pay that price for but one night with ye. I regret not a thing, and offer my neck to the hangman willingly.”“Oh Frederick,” sighed Rose.“Call me Fred, my dove,” said Stephan.“I’m Fred!” said Frederick, “Call him something else!”“Oh Stephan,” sighed Rose.Stephan held her.“I am irate!” croaked the prince. “A mere groom has deflowered my bride. Now the weatherman was predicting temperatures would rise a little and we might have a blizzard tonight. I was shivering in my wool sweater, and fleece lined jeans, as I walked around my one bedroom apartment making sure I had things ready just in case the power would go out like it had a dozen times already this month. 'Well that took 30 seconds' I thought to myself with a giggle. My small fluorescent lantern sat on the table in front of the couch, my feet resting next to it, the glow of the.