My instincts leapt at the opportunity and bid my muscles to flex to reach towards her, to seize her and to take her and to tear her asunder and to ren... her limb from limb… All of this I saw so clearly in my mind, in an instant, as if I’d acted out the dreadful deed without a moment’s hesitation. But I had hesitated. More than that, I’d outright stopped myself. I had had no other choice, after all. For Sir would not have approved. How fortunate for us both there came a sudden, albeit quiet,. . my little weakness. Don't girls tell each other everything? I couldn't decide if it was embarrassing or sexy. Maybe a bit of both...?That sounds promising,? I said with a smile as I placed the glasses on the table in front of the girls and sat down in a chair opposite them. Melanie poured vodka shots for all three of us and then it was bottom's up.When we'd put the glasses down, Agneta said; ?Melanie tells me you are a real horny boy??This made both the girls laugh hysterically, and me turn. ’ He didn’t answer, she relaxed. He dropped off to sleep thinking he should have found a towel and a fresh pair of panties for her but, yawn, she was a big girl and when she awoke in the morning with her slime sticking her panties to her she’d realize in growing wonderment it hadn’t been a dream. He grinned and thought he heard her say something…it sounded very much like ‘You mother-fucker.’ No, that couldn’t be — she was a lady. Wasn’t she? The swish, splatter of the shower awoke him after. Then late one Saturday William and I were working cleaning out the back store room. I had on some shorts and a tank top, no bra or panties as it was hot. I noticed William seemed to peeking at me, down my top and up my shorts too. I decided to give him a little show and the huge bulge that grew in his pants made me dripping wet. Finally, I asked William if he was okay and then apoligized for my lack of dress and having my boobs hanging out. William said it was okay, he liked my body and.