I smiled 'Maybe I've changed my mind.'He stared at me dumbfounded then collapsed 'Oh Jenn.' he moaned.I went to him and gave him a big hug. I really l...ved him but he had tolearn. 'Lets get undressed and go to bed. You can be the man tonight.' He looked at me and then submitted. 'Will you unzip me please?'When he was naked I asked him to undress me. With images of Christopherin my mind I lay back and enjoyed the next hour then slept soundly.The following day Steve seemed to have recovered. When. ..My favourite is the early morning wake up call, just like I received this morning. It went like this....It was about 3:30 in the morning, and I was woken by a nibble on my ear, and the sensation of a hard cock against my ass crack. Being sound asleep, I wasn't sure if it was a dream or real, but it was good either way.Henry whispered in my ear "Good morning, it's time for your wake up call", his throbbing 8 incher rubbing along my crack. I was laying on my front, his muscular body leaning. Then I saw it, or sensed it as its hard to see without eyes, but there was a red glow pulling me towards it, irresistibly drawing me closer and as I drew closer I felt more pronounce my sense of self returned, even some sense that I had a body, not a full flesh and blood body but a body all the same. then words still more sensed than heard resonating in my very core as they were spoken you have a choice young one, you may return to the land of the living in my service or you may be consigned to. Unable to maintain the brusque dismissal, Denise capitulated, "But you're welcome to join me. I'm just going downstairs for a quickie. I have to show an apartment at one on the other side of the city." Jacquí grinned. "Let me grab my purse. Be right back." With that, she scurried down the hall as fast as her butter-cream Prada pumps would carry her. Denise forced herself not to admire the retreat. Before she could count to twenty, Jacquí returned with her matching butter-cream Prada handbag..