The sharp scent of cedar and pine and aspen assails my nose. I shake my head, wrinkling my muzzle delicately. I wait, silent, sitting in a small pile ...f rust hued needles..waiting. I hear shouts from the rode I only moments ago fled. I curl up tightly, spreading my black, black wings, and lie still...so very still. I pear out from the slit were my wings fold onto one and other. I wait more...the confused villagers look, then turn towards the woods and charge through the boughs. Darkness slowly. In the meantime, while they sleep, I need to get this ff my chest.I’m sitting here at the computer is a red lacy and pointed bra. Around my neck is a matching red lacy collar and on my feet, where they will stay until morning area pair of 5 or so inch spiked heel shoes. Walking in these things are killing me. I wish I was out of these shoes but my wife said put them on. So I wait for her permission to take them off.I’m looking down at my crotch and I see my manhood. Or what there is to see. And I like that.''And so do I,' the ranger replied. 'Hope you don't mind when I take a pic of you as well?' he asked and took some shots of my boobs before I gave him the thumbs up. Yet, I had the face covered by a medical mask and sunglasses, a perfect anonymous flasher.'I got a wife and two c***dren,' the ranger continued. 'I've been doing this job for 15 years and never thought I would see so many ...''... awesome tits,' I finished the thought.He wanted to know how long we would be staying. Susan was horrified as all eyes turned to her, the men leering and the women shaking their heads, it was so embarrassing. Then they all left for their homes but as Susan walked along she was aware that several of the men from work were following her and as she got closer to her home they got closer and she could hear their rude comments. Her home was in a quiet street and they followed right to her door and as she opened it one rushed forward and stopped her closing the door. “You really.