Mr. Manchik’s NeighborhoodI loved having a yard to work in. In what free time I had, I was mostly working around the house. One day I was trimming t...e front hedges, with my mind wandering, and for some reason, I turned around; standing on the sidewalk watching me, was Shae. I stayed silent, as I looked her up and down. She was wearing a red tank top, blue gym shorts, white ankle socks, and white trainers. Her long, black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, with a few wisps of hair framing her. But I got used to calling her 'Mom', and I still do." Then you're not really a princess?" Victoria asked, becoming bolder now that the whispered stories she'd heard were being verified as true."Yes, of course I am!" Lisa replied, laughing now. "Sibilius created the hybrid species which you call goddesses, so we think of him as our father. That makes us all princesses. We were addressed in that fashion long before Sibilius became king in New Eden, and long before we were ever called. "Let's make love." More love? I'm drowning in love since I met you." And I hold in my hand the evidence that your mind is worrying about things your body cares nothing of." And she squeezed.I moaned, was silenced in mid-moan by soft lips meeting mine, an agile tongue transmitting a tactile version of her smile. She pulled away. "I would like to be eaten, sir," she said. "And I fully intend to reciprocate." And that marked the ascent into an ecstasy that I'd never experienced until this one. He could feel his penis straining against his panties and his pantyhose. He was lucky that the generous skirt hid the bulge.?Okay, that?s it. I?m done, right? You have me in girl clothes, right down to the shoes.? ?Oh?You?re not done by a long shot. Tomorrow you exchange the skirt, remember. Then we can go on.?John rarely wore pajamas, usually preferring to sleep in a pair of boxer shorts. That night, he slept in nylon panties. But only until Carrie got them off him.The next day he.