Can you stop in tomorrow morning? You’re more of a celebrity than I am,” he laughed.“Not really. I just...”“I’ll bet Karen wrote this and ...hat slime editor dropped her byline. By nightfall he’ll have convinced half the town that he was the one who saw you, took the photo, and wrote the story. He’ll get his eventually,” Troy said. “I’m heading down to Jitterz. Let me buy you a cup of coffee.”“That would be great,” Gee answered. “I’m just trying to get acquainted with the town a little.”“Well,. She had her arms straight down, just behind her, clawing at the carpet. Cait was on the floor, nestled nicely between her sister’s spread thighs. Her knees were curled beneath her, and she was leaning down towards Rosemary’s crotch, her panty-covered ass resting at her ankles. Its full, firm shape teased my senses. She was obviously pleasuring her sister, eating her out I guessed. My hot, shallow breath fogged my glasses, which had slid down my nose. But I wasn’t seeing things when Cait had. The odd and intimate attention bothered her no longer. It was a satisfying reward for having learned to love her body after so many of the girls at school had encouraged her so to hate it. Nowadays some said Elizabeth was too proud of her uniquely beautiful body. That mattered little to her, although she wished that the girls back at school could know that. A few, of course, did know it, and it ate at them that Elizabeth — Gorilla Lady or the She-Man, as some had called her back in the. Wearing only a cotton blue shirt, she lay down to my left, resting her gorgeous young head on my shoulder while her fingers played with my chest hair."Daddy!" she gasped. "I had another b-bad dream! I need a massage!"I knew the drill, so I turned on my side to face her. She knew the drill too, and raised her left leg, thus granting me access to her cunt. I wasted no time, using the fingers of my right hand to trace the outline of her vulva. Her breathing grew faster as I used my index and.