I kissed my way around her kinky patch of hair to the left and worked my way down her inner thigh, kissing and licking and rubbing my stubbly 5 o’cl...ck shadow of a beard against her skin. When I reached her knee I reversed course and then did the other leg. Shawna was writhing on the bed and begging me to fuck her or lick her or finger her, anything so that she could cum. By the time I worked my way back to her pussy, it was swollen and wet in anticipation of what I might do to it. Shawna’s. My flight back home wasn’t until the next afternoon, so I would get to sleep in before I had to pack up and leave.When I walked into the bar, I noticed the blonde sitting at a table off to my right, but was more interested in getting something to drink. I sat down at the bar, there were probably only about a dozen people s**ttered about the bar. I ordered a beer and started looking around at the TV screens to see what game was playing. I glanced back at the blonde and saw she was looking at. The warmth of the sheet meant that she had not been gone long and the untidy heap of her clothes on the floor beside the bed meant that she was coming back, so my disappointment was short lived.Snuggling into her pillow to savour her sweet scent I had almost drifted back to sleep when I heard the door gently open and close. I looked up to see my lover wrapped in a towel her hair was no longer spiked like last night but lay flat her blonde tips not hiding her naturally red hair so much. Her. And then...It was my turn to blink dumbly.Then she had said I didn't know 'the best bit.' Sara had hushed her. Notdenied her claim, she had hushed her.The bottom fell out of my world. I felt the fingertips of my left handtouch just below my naval. This wasn't... this couldn't... it just..."Wait" Bethan's tone was incredulous. She snapped her fingers to get myattention. "You mean this curse is real? You seriously used to be Erik?"I looked at her, stood in her lace teddy and silk kimono, staring.