She opened her mouth for it. I removed it, once more rubbed it along her and offered it to her again, so that she could taste herself. She looked into...my eyes again, and steered the wet finger into her mouth. She used my hand to move my finger inside her mouth, while staring into my eyes the entire time.I smiled, leaned in and kissed her. A small kiss at first, with our mouths quickly opening widely as I started to undo her blouse for better access to her large breasts and lovely brown. It would be no understatement to say she was mightily relieved to have the comfort and anonymity of the screen as a barrier between them.~No, thank you~ he came back.She chose her words carefully, anxious not to sound like a hopeless schoolgirl with a crush. ~Well I absolutely love your writing, so it's all true~ she typed, smiling nervously.Taking a deep breath, she suddenly felt thoroughly mesmerised by the flickering red dots at the centre of that freakish skull. It was getting right inside. It was everything I had worked for over the years.I slipped into G.Benders. The name was an inside joke. Happy hour and everyone took the name to be some executive, some yuppie...Mr. G. Benders. Hah, little did they realise that when it got dark and the strange came out to play, the G.Benders meant Gender Benders. This club attracted people with different tastes from the norm. Here, I could feel at home. Here, I ruled.My taste was anything beautiful. If I had a choice between a mongrel or a. He swallowed and took a deep breath."Hello, my darling. Have you any idea how beautiful you are?"Deborah blushed with pleasure but said nothing."The moment I've been waiting for. When we are joined for ever. Are you ready to come with me?"Tears brimmed in Deborah's eyes adding to their beauty. Her shoulders relaxed."Yes, Richard," she said. "I will come wherever you wish to go."He took her hand and turned to Annette. "You look lovely too, my darling little Tig."Annette looked at her feet in.