But he was wrong. Nancy was smiling. "Do you likethose, Harold?" the beautiful angel said. "They're anexcellent choice. Why don't you take them home? ...ndthese too." Nancy was holding up a pair ofsimple-but-perfect, pink, bikini panties trimmed withwhite lace (only $125).Harold froze. On the one hand, he was thrilled to beable to take the panties home and "investigate" them.On the other, he was humiliated to think that Nancywould believe his first-hand thoughts were true. Didshe think he was. "My god," she exclaimed. "It tastes just like pineapple!"Rousting her head, Sharon leaned forward and took another of the girls fingers into her mouth and licked it clean. "Hmmm," she cooed, "yes I know."Leaning to each other they both engaged in another long passionate kiss before Sharon broke it and said with a great smile, "now it's your turn."She helped the redhead remove her disheveled dress and placed her on her back. She then stood over the woman and slowly began to remove her own clingy. Or, more to the point, Eric,on coming to the sad and awful realization that he wasn't a he anymore, wasabout as urinated-off as a urinated-off princeling, who had ignobly andunderhandedly been turned into a princess, could have been under theconvoluted circumstances he, as a she, found his all to recently ultrafeminized self embroiled within.Let's just say that; as far as our hero turned heroine was concerned, the dayhad gotten off on the wrong foot entirely. And, just to add insult to. “Looks like the two of you are getting a little more than close. Should I go below and give you two time to really enjoy each other a bit better?” Linda laughed.“I am so sorry I was overwhelmed and he is so handsome I am so sorry to have kissed him.” Marcia stammered.“It is fine with me , but I think before we continue the fun and games we may want to take a step back and think about if the three of us are ready. Marica are you quite sure you want to have sex with us or could this be a natural.