Frankie and I were buzzing with adrenaline. We kept things normal to the others in her flat. It felt exciting and terrible at the same time. All I...wanted was for me and her to be alone. Keeping my feelings for her closed in just made me feel like a balloon that was on the brink of bursting. Every so often I’d look up and catch her staring at me. then she would smile with a little embarrassment. It made me shudder with excitement. I followed her into the kitchen and helped her clear. My jaw and the skin on my face pulled in tighter andthat's when it all started to come back to me. I was becoming, I wasbeing born, but not in the normal way.The major pains subsided to somewhat tolerable, and I was able, withslow, great, effort, to stand after multiple failed attempts. I couldstill feel my head swimming and changing. Seeing myself in the mirrorwas horrifying for a moment, and then strangely comforting. My mouth wasopen, making little cries that were subtly changing pitch. . You only have to ask.” His words made me even slicker and he chuckled, amused at my responsiveness. I held my secret knowledge of what was possible to myself and turned toward him. Taking the soap from him I took a step back and washed myself…slowly…and very thoroughly. I massaged the soap bubbles into my skin enjoying the slick friction of my own hands. I moved lower and washed my pussy, paying extra attention to my clit, enjoying the heat in his eyes and the hardness of his cock as he watched. I wanted them so bad. I knew in mere moments I would be tasting those lips. I slipped her panties off her legs. Then brought them to my nose and smelled the fruit of her recent orgasm. The scent was heavenly. I looked down at her. She knew what I wanted to see. She spread her legs to show me her pussy. She slipped her fingers down to touch herself. I stroked my cock as I sniffed her panties and watched her tease her pussy lips. ¨ "Ï love watching you sniff my panties and masturbate, but I want.