Go ahead,honey. Move."Hearing you I obey. as I move one of the arms of this fur, which is now me,every part of me is being caressed with the soft fu.... Perfume, the perfumethat you sprayed on me before, is now part of the fur. With each movementmore perfume is surrounding me, and every inch of my being is being caressedand teased by myself, the fur!Immediately I begin to become so turned on that I can hardly stand it. Butthe more turned on I become, the more that I feel compelled to move. . “Hey, you’re awake! How do you feel?” She was petite, with a round face and clear blue eyes that contrasted sharply with her Oriental features. She pushed a button on the monitor, and the alarm stopped. “Your heart monitor lead came loose,” she explained as she reached under Luisa’s gown and adjusted something sticky located just above her left breast. She leaned back a bit and peered into Luisa’s eyes. “How do you feel?”“I don’t really know.” Luisa’s brow furrowed. “Hungry?”The nurse laughed. Christine walked by me and said, "I won't give up. I want you back. I'm sorry, I love you, please." I think she realised that she wasn't going to get anywhere and left, visibly upset.As we walked to the Heathrow Express platform Amanda said, "I don't mind if you want to have a go at patching things up with Christine. I know we started out as friends with benefits and I don't want to force you to do something that you don't want to."I held her hand as we walked and said, "I've already told. Zoe spent most of theday chatting with Leslie, though, because the girl was obviously gettingmore nervous by the day and it was starting to rub off. Susie whiled awaymost of the day playing, reading, planning, thinking, and fantasizing -after remembering to talk to that shirt company, of course.Tuesday was an important day for the group, but it was easy to have aplan go off exactly as planned when the plan was just to buy clothes inthe morning. Shirt shop - done, and all Susie had to do was.