At least I thought it was Susan. I looked closer, and realized that shewas too tall for Susan, and didn't have her long blond hair. It lookedmore like...my hair cut, and I couldn't figure out who would be there. Iforced myself to turn, and started to get up on my elbow. I looked upat the person breathing next to me, and saw myself lying there.I stared at myself in disbelief, and then jerked away. My head hit thepillow, and long strands of blond hair covered my face. I started tomove my hand to. It wasn't so much that she had outrageous moves or anything, it was about purity; she moved like quicksilver. Each move was perfectly in time, all part of one long consistent flowing movement that just belonged. You could just feel the music running through her core.Finally Chris understood why she'd been so keen to make it tonight, and why her old classmate Andrew had commented on it in the first place. Here, she was at home. It wasn't that she cared about anyone else seeing her — maybe she. He was loved by all of us. He always spoke of you in glowing terms.”“Thank you, Mr. Harrington. I miss Doug every moment of the day.” Tracy’s voice still had a tremor in it every time Doug’s name came up.“Please, call me Ken. I hope we’ll be seeing more of you from now on, especially given your new position.”“New position?” Tracy wondered about that remark.“Tracy, Doug raved about your performance with the clients, and the evidence is that he was right. Since you’ve come back and filled the. Across the hall I saw you change, dear little step sister of mine, have I no shame? but I became overwhelmed with my blood rushing quick. so hard, so erect it became to thick.changing your cloths, I could not look away. then for a second you saw me at bay. I could not move, my dick still so big. my eyes would not remove, I just wanted to fuck you like a pig.with my dick throbbing hard, you walked towards my room. so elegant, so beautiful, I could not hang on. as you walked in my room I got down.