Another try. This time the nails were a candy pink, but that didn't matter. Margaret didn't wait so long, and this time there was the now familiar buz..., and she had long fingernails. She didn't give a thought to the woman driving her car who nearly had an accident when she saw her fingers change to short stubby ones with almost bitten nails.It might be thought that Margaret was being very selfish. The thought crossed her mind, but she looked upon the situation as giving her, her just deserts.. Her blonde hair was cut short, but not close to the head. She was wearing a long, silk dressing gown – white – that she had put on after he watched her take off her dress and stockings. He knew that all she had on underneath it were her a lacy bra and very scant panties. They kissed as she removed his tie and opened his shirt. With his shoes already off, and her in bare feet, they fit together easily. It was a good kiss, firm but not yet impassioned, with just a hint of what might come. Her. And that's it. In my head it went something like this"THAT'S IT!? HE ISN'T GOING TO MAKE A MOVE FOR SOMETHING MORE! HE'S SUCH A SWEET HEART MARRY HIM NOW!!"A half hour goes by and still nothing... I recall him telling me his mom wouldn't be home till morning cause of work and we were alone so I get an idea."I gotta pee " I say, he directs me to the bathroom which I find easily. Looking at myself in the mirror I get the courage to go through with my plan. I strip myself in there of everything. "The pilgrim rose and picked up her staff and with her dusty robesswirling about her stepped into the darkness. The peddler's son rose andfollowed a few steps."I don't understand why the daemon slew the witch rather than serveher?" The pilgrim half turned in the moonlight, the motion causing herhood to slide back slightly."Only because the child kept his soul-- the soulless creature Tashealstrived to create would have served her as she'd intended with noreservations, but the creature she.