He had had more than enough of punches for one lifetime. As he turned he saw that Nicole had vanished into the bathroom and he inwardly cursed. Bloody...Lizzie...With his head beginning to ache, he decided to cut this spat short. "Quit it Danni — I said I was sorry for waking you up. I'm off out for a run so go back to bed and try and wake up in a better mood for all our sakes."She glared at him venomously before slamming her bedroom door in his face with a bang. Rob took several deep breaths and. He looked down past his full, pert breasts (slightlyaskew from gravity) to see a flat stomach, with a small layer of fatleading down to two incredibly long legs, and a small trimmed tuft of hairsitting at the top of his mound. Allen was elated, and quickly correctedthe picture he had just described to himself. She was at home, lying inbed, with her full, pert breasts parting from gravity to reveal her flatstomach, long legs, and neatly trimmed vulva. The realization, as it oftendid when Allen. They had awakened a couple of hours after he had made love to her and had taken a shower. Going back to bed, they cuddled until falling asleep. The small lamp on the table in front of the window was on and when he opened his eyes, he could see her sleeping peacefully; her head on his chest; her curls covered her left cheek. Hating to disturb her, but needing to go to the bathroom, he gently shifted his body out from under her. She turned over on her left side and hugged the pillow that had been. About what I had figured. A hustle off to some private remote warehouse and then some very direct and pointed questions performed by brutes with thick leather gloves and very hard knuckles and other persuading devices, after which they'd make a short drive to the river to dump my body ... after the girl and the painting had been secured. Typical.My knack to manipulate inanimate objects isn't dependent upon me using my hands. It's much harder to concentrate using it without fingers, I must.