”“Go ahead.”“Since you are a boy, how old were you when you first met a girl that you think you liked?” she asked.“Hmmmm let me think. I w...s ... ten when I met Sandra what’s her name. Next?”“How old were you when you first met a girl that you think liked you?” I asked.“Nine years old,” he said sounding proud of himself.Becky went on, “The next couple of questions are quite personal, don’t answer if you don’t want -- At what age did you go through puberty?”As with Norah, this one surprised her. "She's in the shower", Amelia said. "Oh well, she'll have to say hi to you later. Follow me, Jeff", Vanessa said and led him up the stairs and down a hallway."Here's where you'll be sleeping", Vanessa said as she opened the bedroom door. Jeff stepped into the small room and set his bags down. "It isn't much, but I think you'll be comfortable", Vanessa said, smiling as she stepped closer to him. "I hope you're going to enjoy your time here", she said as she slid a hand inside his pants, grasping. Arnold held the broken bottle neck, and seeing that hefailed to knock her out with it, wound up to thrust with its sharpremains. Carmine evaded though, and stepped forward hastily to put thecouch between her and her attacker."Do you not care what happens to your goddess?" Carmine asked in afrenzy. She gestured emphatically behind her where the bandmates werehelping Rose lay down to recover. Carmine did a double take."Wait, what are you doing? Screw her! Fuck.. no, just strangle her.NOW!" Rose. It was Her! Even through the costume, there was no mistaking it. She hopped up to skillfully walk along the edge of the dumpster, looking down on James with an amused half-smile. Slack-jawed, it took James a moment to process what he was seeing; she was totally nude except for a hair-band with cat ears sticking out of it, and a collar with a bell. There was a long, wiry tail curling up from between her ass cheeks, and as her lithe, taut body wiggled along the dumpster, the tail swayed back and.