" and grinned.She laughed, then smiled, then bit her lower lip and opened the door. She looked up and down the corridor, then went inside. She left th... door open.I followed her inside, closing the door behind me and dropping my sweat stained towel to the floor. She looked at me, face flushed from more than exercise, and pulled her tee short off in one smooth movement. She flicked off her trainers and padded into the ensuite.The shower sprang to life, and her boob-band came out onto the floor.. And flower girl will be Miss Juanita Villanueva." She was in Grade Two at Barracuda Beach Elementary. When she'd arrived in town, shortly before Willow Lane Elementary burned to the ground, she had been nervous and terminally shy. Her mother had moved to Manatee Bay for both cheaper housing and a job, after the untimely passing of Mr. Villenueva. The result of loss of father and friends had ripped any semblance of a support structure from under the poor girl, and the destruction of her new. .. your tongue glides between my lips... my sweet juices mixing with the water... your tongue moving up and down... licking slowly,... savoring the sweetness... your hands moving under me... cupping my ass... bringing me closer to your mouth... your tongue moving up... licking a circle around my throbbing clit... feeling it throb against it... louder i moan... my hands pulling urgently at your head... you move slowly... knowing what i want... but waiting... teasing me... the tip of your tongue. I will not have this idea gain legitimacy. Tell Krakis that I want to speak with him personally.” Shordian nodded, and I palmed the glass. I stood up to leave, then stopped myself. A new sigil appeared on the mirror, one I had never seen before. I drew it upon the glass, and waited. After some time, a face appeared. He was a young boy, no older than ten. He stared at me with a confused expression upon his face. I surveyed him, then his surroundings. My father once said that the greatest talent.