.I don't know why you're doing this, but..." His fingers tickled my inner thigh and I gasped as the edge of his hand rubbed the thin strip of material...covering my pussy.I looked up to see Alan staring down at me. His brown eyes were bright and wide and his lips were parted. I noticed he was breathing heavy and could feel his fingers trembling against the smooth skin of my thigh.His hand moved and I flinched when he put it on my stomach and began to trail it up towards my breasts."You're so. I phoned my mother and asked her if she could pick us up later on." She told him.Turning again to us he interrupted Marjory."I am grateful for your invitation to help us and I will take you up on it. But for Marjory's sake, I don't think we should rush into it tonight and then have to face her mother at the end of it," he told us."You don't have to," Marjory said with a smile. "When I phoned my mother she suspected what we were up to right away. It seems she had accidently discovered that I was. His bone structure looked about the same to him. He felt very relaxed as the warmth of the water seeped into him. He washed the rest of his body, taking note of the change.Stepping out of the shower, he stood naked, staring at himself in the full length mirror on the bathroom door. He looked so thin! His effeminate features were somewhat enhanced with the weight loss. He stepped on the scale and was shocked to see it read 120 pounds. He weighed 155 when he got up this morning. He thought the. We were in luck; the deer herd was active and searching for food. Rifles in hand, we set out for the grove of evergreen trees and hopefully a rendezvous with dinner.The trick to walking through drifts is to knock enough of the snow down with your hands, knees, and upper body so that you can lift your leg high enough to take a step forward. Every few steps of advancement required us to take turns breaking the trail.We reached our goal after about an hour of slogging. I was drenched in sweat,.