Nor could I be cruel or malicious about what had happened. I knew that she was a promiscuous bisexual lesbian and would probably be sleeping with a wh...le series of transvestite dancers after me. There would be no evidence to link her pregnancy to me; after all, we hadn't even achieved penetration. I relaxed and let nature take its course.Gently I prised her legs apart and insinuated my legs between her thighs. Thus her receptive organ was now wide open to receive my secret gift. She giggled as. ” “Those aren’t the clothes I left for you.” They both wore simple shirts and pants, not like the thick furs they had on hand for visitors or shifters who had left home in a hurry. Ryland gave them another smile and shrugged. “We witches do have tricks up our sleeves.” Valerie couldn’t stop her ears flicking back at that. Ryland’s strange amber-gold eyes caught it but he didn’t comment. Whatever, Valerie wasn’t going to apologize for being freaked out by witchery. It was freaky. “Valerie. Eating the soft ice- cream in waffle cones as he walked the boards in the cool of the night, his older foster sister holding his hand so he wouldn't wander off... Part of what he liked the most about the shore was the nature, so different from center city Philadelphia. The ocean smelled so clean, and the dune grass and the sand beneath his bare feet felt so fresh and alive... He loved the birds, the silent sandpipers and the noisy gulls. He would often go out in the early morning, at the break. I moved my hand to her left breast and pressed it. She left a soft moan. I did it again. She bit my lips. I backed away in pain, but she pulled me into the kiss. I started pressing both her boobs. She was ripping open my shirt. She stopped the kiss and started undoing my trousers. In the meantime I took off her T-shirt and bra. She was nude in front of me. I was spellbound for a moment at the sight. But it broke with the soft touch of her hands on my penis. She lowered her mouth and kissed it.