”“You said that earlier. Do you want my help or not?”I shook my head and blinked my eyes, trying to clear my vision of the tiny glowing woman in...front of me. Was this real? She looked real. She sounded real. There was even a pleasant floral scent coming from her that seemed all too real. I lifted a finger to poke her, and she quickly slapped it. “Rude!” she said, zipping forward faster than I could comprehend. Suddenly my nose hurt, like someone had punched me.“Ow!” I said.“Serves you right!”. ” Then Tracy told me to turn around like I was before, and to spread my legs. Again I immediately obeyed. They gave an approving smile to one another. That made me feel good.Tracy took her hand and started to massage my pussy lips. . Her touch was like magic and there was no way that I could hide the fact that I was getting sexually worked up. She then put a finger into my pussy and started to rotate it in my hole, I was not only getting very wet, but I knew if she continued, that even if I. “I wonder,” he said to himself as he opened the desk drawer and pulled out the slim desk diary. All the usual stuff, notes about hair appointments, coffee dates with girlfriends, etc.“Oh yes! Got you!” Ken grinned as he turned to the notes page and saw what he wanted written in Cathy's neat handwriting.The note said... PW, newgirl1.Ken typed in the eight digit password and was rewarded with the desktop springing to life. There were three folders displayed. Tits, cocks, cunts. He clicked on. I wouldn’t want to risk the other film getting out, if only for Andrew’s sake.”“Oh yeah, your wildlife guy. You should shout him up, you know. He sounds like a good dude.”She slapped his arm. “You’ve fucked me silly and already you’re passing me on? Shame on you.” He’d made a good point, though—she’d be a fool not to check and see whether Andrew was still single once she was free. Maybe timing would be in their favour for once. It was good advice from the rock-and-roll ape-man.“I don’t mean.