I dug a pair of hunting camouflage pants out of the chest-of-drawers and put on my motorcycle boots, wore a black UnderArmour compression shirt that s...owed all my muscles and how small and ripped my stomach was. Then I got a white goalie hockey mask, spray painted it black and added my German WWII motorcycle helmet. I figured that I’d look like a psychotic killer or something. I rode my motorcycle to the fraternity house and arrived soon after the time the party had started. It was not a huge. . . so I said sure.She grabbed a pillow and laid down on the carpet in front of the couch. She was wearing little yoga shorts under her t-shirt and I couldn't help checking out her ass as she got settled. I got off the couch and straddled her and started giving her the backrub she was owed. She was on her elbows so she could watch TV and had pulled her hair over to one side so it was out of the way.Well after a few minutes of rubbing, a commercial came on and she lay down flat and put her arms. Nor do they resemble what's known of the capabilities of the Nephilim or Sidhe." What of the mundanes?" Arch asked."The original death toll was two hundred or thereabouts; there have been over fifty other deaths related to this ... outbreak," Hengist replied. "The only reason Pierre and I are alive is due to the fact he still had a Null medallion you gave him, John, which killed the ... whatever it was, but shorted the medallion too." Can we see the body of whatever it was?" I asked."It's in. .." Sharon began, meanwhile Brittany had already downed thelittle bottle and looked up confused as she saw Sharon just vanish rightin front of her. "Uh oh what have I done?" Brittany asked then clapped herhands over her mouth as the voice that came out was not hers but Sharon's.a tingle then began to fill her entire body as her clothing seemed to begetting bigger; reaching back Brittany felt her mother hips shrink away aswell as her butt firm, the wave rolled across her body firming her.