"But how? why?" I don't know how, this is what my kind do. Why? So we can achieve your ever desire! However, we shan't just make your every thought so... it has to be a definite wish in your head, or just ask me!"As this bizarre conversation went on, he began to realize this...things, real beauty. she must have stood at approximately 5'1'' dressed in an almost glowing emerald green medieval-style dress. Her breasts must have been about a C-cup though the dress concealed her body somewhat, if only. Widerand wider, she grunted with pain until ropes held them wide, she heard Jack,?Mind the shoes, I like red shoes,? Frank laughed, ?Yeah and I like the soundof these,? the sound of scissors opening and closing close to her neck stoppedher movement. She felt thecold steel of the scissors on her left shoulder, a silly voice giggled, ?One,?her bra strap was cut, the steel moved to the other shoulder, ?Two,? that strapwas cut, then she felt the cold edge go between her breasts and slice. A woman about my age walked toward me, her long blonde hair flowing over her black dress like a tidal wave of brightness. ‘Claire is that you? How long’s it been?’ Opening my arms, I awaited her friendly embrace. The touch of her body against mine sent a surge of heat through my veins. It had been so long since I’d had a woman in my arms, I hugged her a little longer than was appropriate. ‘Almost ten years I’d guess. You look good, given the circumstances.’ ‘Not half as good as you though.. ?I decided that I would at least make this a little more private to finish.? He said. ?Finish? haven’t you done enough?? I cried. Then without even answering me, he reached out, pulled down my shorts and my leggings in one swift motion and pulled me back across his lap. I couldn’t believe what was happening! There I was half naked in front of this gorgeous guy, once again displayed ludely like an errant child. His hand rubbed across my sore bottom. ?My, my, you do mark up very well, nice.