Sir welcomed this, making my jealousy build. He explained that he would love to see her dress me. I suddenly remembered how wet I was, the smell and t...e wet mark that she would undoubtedly see. I blushed a deep crimson and wished that this would be the end of it, but this girl seemed to have a sadistic streak. She disappeared for a few moments and came back with items that I had certainly not seen in the lingerie shop. These were slutty items that covered more than just me, and exposed areas. Several days later the dragon Revanche went to say hello to Mar and Marti'en, meeting the new apprentice named Liz, Revanche was glad he had black scales so his blushes didn't show up so much each time he looked at her chest thinking Grif was right, she sure did have big ones. Mar raised an eyeridge "shouldn't you be studying?" Revanche grinned "Hubert has a cold and stayed in bed today, so I have the day off, what are you trying to do?"Marti'en with a distracted look "trying to teach Liz how. Albert couldn't figure out why he wassuddenly so possessed by thoughts of the man. But in hisdreams, it all seemed to make sense. Bruce was going to bethe man he would be with. The only problem with that wasthat Albert was not the woman in his dreams that he neededto be. There was no way that he could be nor that Brucewould ever want to be with him to begin with. But none theless, the dreams had been wonderful, and he was not goingto mess his head up that early, so he just enjoyed thememory of. I tightened my grip, clutching her smooth wet skin. Slowly, I let my hands slide down over the rounded hillocks of her ass, each cheek a perfect handful for me to squeeze. Though we were twins, Maggie and I weren't the same size. I was tall, somewhat heavily muscled. She was small—a feather, a leaf. Tired of stooping to kiss her, I grasped her slender thighs and hefted her up to my level. Squealing with surprise, she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist—so tight I could have let go and she.