The woman that I saw before me had a fine figure with large breasts and sweetly flaring hips that weren't too wide, but just right. She wasn't like so...many of the thin women and girls that you usually see in the countryside."Do you like what you see?" she asked me shyly in a quiet voice, as she pulled up her sarong."I most definitely liked what I saw," I told her with a smile, and had a huge hard-on."We must wait a little while yet, my Mike," she whispered, as she came over to me and stood on. It had been worth the trip just for that. Not that it was over yet; not by any means. She held the pose for a while longer, basking in the thrill of finally standing before him as she had so often dreamed. Then she reached down the back of her dress, grasped the leash and shook it loose from around her waist. She kept her gaze on him as she pulled the end of the leash free and turned her collar around. And even though it felt like a very solemn moment she was unable to keep from. Just before its twelfth birthday that child came to the brutally cruel conclusion that its life was destined to be short. It was set to be the lead player in a paedophile snuff movie for the sexual gratification of the perverts who regularly visited the care home. The prospect of snuffing out the life of a little blond haired transvestite was quite delightful for the paedophiles. After all, what harm was there in removing a piece of perverted transvestite scum? It had no right to exist in a. C’mon.’ I said very quietly through my guffaw. ‘Yer being silly.’ Lynn moved way over, almost to the point of falling out of the other side of the bed. I slipped into where she had been and drew the fur coverings and layers of soft hides over me – realizing that her small frame had done little to warm the area before I’d gotten into it. I also realized that she would be freezing cold unless she came up beside me to share my body heat. I sighed. Lynn just lay there – turned away from me a foot.