Her lips quirk up as she glances at me.Bruce suggests that each of us take a turn playing with Aubrielle. This is surreal. It’s like nothing that ha...pens in the immortal world. She’s supposed to just wander around and let us do whatever we’re going to do. She can say no at any time. There are limits, but we don’t entirely know what they are. It’s part sexy, part awkward, all deeply vulnerable. For her it must be humiliating, but no matter who you are, submitting to this would change you.You can. Late in the afternoon, she takes a long shower, afterward still wrapped in a towel, she sit at the computer. I jumpghty in the shower and get cleaned up. Toweling off, place a little cologne here & there and slip a cockring on. Walking over to the computer, and stand there naked next to her. I can't stop looking down into her deep cleavage. When she looks up from the screen, there is my cock hard. She reaches out, caress my cock asking, "is this cock for me?" I turn the chair so now she is. " Aunty June commented, "We used some depilatory cream to make sure ourlittle girl didn't have any nasty grown-up fur down there."Melody giggled at my embarrassed expression. "He's way too pretty andeffeminate to pass for a teenage boy. I think his sweet toddler frockand feminine hairstyle admirably suit his sissy juvenile nature." Too true," Aunt June agreed, and she turned to me and noted with asmall frown, "My little one looks a tad worn out. Are you a bit tired,Baby Candy?" She asked. The water poured hard again over the lower region and she assumed he was done. The water went off and he went about getting dressed and leaving for work without incidence. Things would have been looking up but the bastard was one of those car drummers, who bangs on the steering wheel as he drives. Every other bass line beat had vella being slammed onto the steering wheel. The Troggs ‘Wild Thing’ came on and she felt woozy, almost losing conciousness. The incessant pounding was excruciating. Not.