"Glad I could be there for you, last night. Do something."He was looking at my radiant face, "Such beautiful eyes. You are beautiful." He was rubbing ...is hand over my bush now and I felt myself moving to his touch involuntarily."What are you doing?" Nothing." His hand pressed between my legs and I opened my thighs, the sheet fell away and his eyes on my gaping puss. He turned and moved himself closer. My pink slit was open. God he was doing it to me. I was just going to let him do whatever he. "Okay, kneel up pretty in a row, Faye on the left and Rachel on the right..." I gestured to my front."Oooo! I LOVE it when he takes charge!" Rachel cooed, dropping to her knees. Shannon slid into position beside her and Faye knelt, eyeing me warily.I stepped up to Faye and said, "Now, ask me, pretty please, if I'll be your sponsor..."I could tell by the look on her face that the foremost thought in her mind was, 'How serious is he?' She decided to play it straight: "Will you be my sponsor?. But my male form was already turning quickly away to make for theconcealing crowd. No doubt the female figure I inhabited had a terrifiedexpression on her face, and an exceptionally beautiful young womanlooking as though she was frightened by a very average looking man wouldsoon attract attention from valiant passers-by."I've got a train to catch," he said over his shoulder, "enjoy!" andthose were the last words I ever said to me. Knowing somehow that anyeffort to take back what was lost would. ?Wendy stood and held out her arms and Michelle fell into them and huggedher. She felt so safe and secure snuggled up to Wendy. Wendy was soattractive and her full breasts pressed against Michelle; she breathedin Wendy?s perfume and sighed.Michelle looked into Wendy?s eyes and softly kissed her. Wendy kissedher back; chastely, just lips on lips.Wendy stroked Michelle?s forehead, flicking her fringe out of her eyes.?I?ve told you before that I love you Michelle but I?ll say it again,?Wendy.