Time flew by and before long it was 10:20pm and whilst the sky was still bright the heavy clouds made it dark.“We’d better be making a move,” Te...esa said and I agreedWe said goodnight to the Sturmey lads and made our way towards the door.“ ‘Just got to nip to the loo”, and Teresa headed towards the ‘Ladies’ toilets.As they were next to the ‘Gents’ I took the opportunity as well.I was first out, Teresa appeared after a couple of minutes, she looked different but I couldn’t quite put my finger on. ...Derrin was again examining the locked "Décor" folder but still couldn't open it; if he had been human he might have felt a degree of frustration but he simply put the puzzle to one side and found something else to do - the McKinnons and their ilk.(The instant folder was a miniscule part of the download from the Décor construct. Décor had no idea of its contents, either; he had just been the cabinet in which the folder had been filed. The code to activate and transform the DNA / RNA 'puters. She can't help it. The fact of it is that my Lily doesn't really like being a girl for me, not matter how much she proclaims her feelings for me. "Oh, maybe." I give her this small hope to hold onto. It doesn't do any harm and gives her something to hold onto. Naturally she won't be returning to her former masculine self. She is too delicious a mistress. My hand is creeping up her chest now, exploring underneath her chemise. "Any change in your bra size, pet?"She sighs. "No Darling. This is a blistering, solid intensity, this is serious, and real, and powerful, with the ability to furrow somewhere deep inside you, to hook onto a little piece of you and take hold. This is romance, in its purest, most undiluted form. He kisses you again, drawing you in over and over, immersed, totally. And then, intuitively, again nothing: suddenly withdrawn, mouth an inch from yours, a heavily shaking breath, a gentle, tender kiss to your shoulder, or your cheek — protectively. Carefully..