’ ‘Well, I do approve, but I think you ought to have cleared it with me first. After all, it’s my body.’ ‘True, but you might have said no. ... couldn’t take the risk.’ ‘My, you do have a devious side to you.’ ‘Want to see the photo?’ ‘Yes, please.’ ‘Right, close your eyes for two minutes while I swap pictures. This new one is bedroom material par excellence.’ ‘OK — you can look now.’ Kirsty gasped. ‘Is that me? How did you do it?’ ‘No tricks, though I did use a special filter. It’s just you,. Though he was tall for his kind (almost five feet), he kept the solid buildnormal to human-fox hybrids. Like other vulpiforms as well, he was a giftedhunter. His teeth were sharp syringes, dripping with an incapacitating venom.The claws that tipped his fingers could hold tight even the most desperatelystruggling prey. His legs made him as fast as a human sprinter, but withmore staying power. Something else, however, set him apart from all the otherfoxy hunters: a weapon below his waist that. I've got all three under contract, so there's no problem getting one of them to your place. Just let me know what address they should be at and when they should be there. Failing that, you'll just have to make do with the inexperienced Mr. Yobvious.Welcome back boys and girls. This is your friendly neighbourhood narrator, Patten T. L. Yobvious, with another episode of our favourite damsel in distress, Angelica Ahsmacker, along with her faithful sidekick, Tiny Silvertongue.In episode 68, we left. Thoughts were rolling around my head that I was on my knees in my wife's lingerie giving a hunk a blowjob with my wife watching. I told myself to stop analyzing the situation and just go with the sensual flow. He has directing my head now using both hands to move my mouth up and down to the tick of his inner sexual clock. This is it I told myself just hang on for the ride and try to remember to open your throat, whatever the hell that means. He suddenly stopped pumping my head and pulled me off.