She wiggled and moaned. This girl was an enthusiastic massage recipient.From my foot of the bed position, my fingers danced up the outside of her legs...to the sides of her rib cage where they played momentarily. Her butt gyrated; I took this as a pleasure point and like dancers on the dance floor who don’t need to talk, we communicated silently. I lifted slightly, her butt willingly raised off the table. Of course, I was leaning forward in this position. I welcomed her butt approaching my face. I had just enough time to set the cup down in what I hoped was a safe place, and I lost it again. I laughed, I chortled, I roared - I even giggled - and she kept pace with me, laughing until we were both red in the face and coughing for breath, tears streaming from our eyes.“Whooo,” I wheezed, “- tell me your parents didn’t name you Flower!”She screwed her face up into a mock-scowl and punched my shoulder. “What’s wrong with Flower?” She seemed on the verge of giggles again.I smiled - my face. It was filled with rambunctious guys in b*o tanks and girls in short skirts trying to get a shot at the keg. Suddenly a beer flew from someone’s hand and sloshed on my boots…party foul, I thought rolling my eyes…maybe tonight wasn’t my night. I plunged back into the crowd and pushed my way passed a flight of stairs. The crowd seemed to ebb and flow like a wave and I stumbled as it crashed into me. Right as I grabbed the banister for support a strong hand grabbed my shoulder. My stomach lurked. Could the Priest Kings really be able to dress me ina body as beautiful as hers??Master,? Tala says humbly, ?let me please you.?I hesitate.?Do you want this?? I ask her. If ever in my life I?ve been handed a?sure thing? this is it, but the Urth man in my nature just can?t takeher without some sign of consent from the girl.?Please Master,? Tala begs, and that?s enough answer for my libido toovercome any moral objections.Decisive, I pull back the fur to leave her completely exposed to me.She.