" She smiled and began unbuttoning her dress, showing me she had a full black nylon slip under it, but as I thought, no bra. She pulled the slip over ...er head, and two of the most full and firm breasts I had ever seen were exposed. She was wearing a black full nylon panty, and a pair of suntan stay-up stockings which ended near the tops of her thighs. She said, "If you want to see the rest, you must do as I say." She took a pillow tie off the futon, and asked for my hands. I held them out, and. Her head slightly enlarged like all I have seen with her horns turned inward toward each rather than forward like the others. Eye pupils black as space and the most beautiful crimson colored skin; with her tail ending in a conical tuft like the others. I bowed to one knee and I saw her smile as I looked up. She was ... Oh hell; I was instantly hard as a neutron rod and my jump-suit didn't hide much as I stood up. I turned red as I saw her look down toward my crotch and turn slightly away in. I wasn’t comfortable with the hand on me. Slowly I removed it but when I touched it I realised that it wasn’t Simran’s hand but her son’s. Abhay was sleeping beside me and in between me and his mom. I was confused and didn’t know when this happened. I wanted to get up and sleep on the couch but I was too scared and Abhay was also in deep sleep.I tried to get back to my sleep but got restless with Abhay beside me and we both were sharing the same bedsheet. Slowly I slipped into sleep only to be. She had only been 16 for a few hours, and she didn't feel that different. But maybe that had less to do with how old she was, and more to do with what was between her legs. She looked at herself, naked, in the mirror. Her copper and black hair usually fell well past her shoulders, but she had cut it especially for today so that it would not cover her B cup breasts. It now ended at the neckline. She raised her arms and checked for stubble under each armpit, until she was satisfied that she was.