She asked me, "Don't you want to see the photos?" What photos?" I thought. "You know, the glamour shots I took of you. After the make-over." Claire pa...sed a couple of photos to me.I looked at the pictures of a very pretty girl. Nice legs, a bit flat chested and unmistakably me. For the first time I realised that Claire had some evidence which could be very embarrassing if anyone else saw it. "You won't show them to Mum, will you?" I said handing them back to Claire."Not if you do something for. That I am wearing stockings and that every time I look at him my pussy gets wetter and wetter. All night we haven’t spoken to each other. Maybe just passing comments, but never sitting down and talking. When I look at him, I give him looks that let him know how much my body is aching for him. I lick my lips and slowly caress my legs, touch my neck. I watch as his eyes take in every movement. I go past him, my body touching his lightly. I whisper to him that I am so wet and I want him to fuck. He smiled at me as the elevator doors closed. When I got to the suite, no one was there so I went to my room and took a hot shower and then let the cold water run for a few minutes. It felt good and my head cleared somewhat. I went into the living room of the suite to watch a movie. Betty came in a few minutes later laughing in an excited way. ‘I guess you found an admirer, huh, Kathy?’ she teased. I guess I turned red ’cause she kept giving me a hard time. Finally, I snapped at her, ‘I’m. It took Trace hours to convince Jamara that he wasn’t evil. She finally confided in him why she had run into the forest, away from the safety of her people. “ My ladylove, I will not allow anyone to hurt you. We can go to a secret place that no one else knows of because it’s a wonderfully magical place. Do you wish to go there.”? Trace said. “ Yes, as long as it is magical enough to erase my pain.” She whispered only loud enough for him to hear. “Then let us be off!” Trace shouted abundantly,.