....'Hunnybunny.... you home?' Matt hollered after unlocking my door.'In the john... taking a huge shit and piss.... lemme spray before you cum in...'...I hollered, grabbing the areosol and gingerly shaking and spraying. 'Ok, cum in, babydoll....'Matt was one of the few who had a key and could let himself in. Technically he was male, but more like Prince with the flowing, flowery garb. Just as he entered I let another bomb drop, still not finished, spraying again....'Y'know.... this is turning. There was food and wine in the fridge as promised and she had done the tour of the garden and had a look at the beautiful brown-eyed cows in the field next door. She had found the gentle , sloping, sandy path two minutes from the back gate, that led down to an idyllic 200 yard beach cut off at either end by outcrops of rock and thought how delightful it looked.She had had a snack and a snooze brought on by sea air and holiday excitement and at 9.30 that evening she was awake and looking for. She just wanted someone to want her as much as she wanted them. She began to wonder if anyone would truly ever give her what she desired. It was a cool and crisp spring morning. The dew on the grass glistened in the morning light. As she glanced at the classifieds, she noticed that there was an opening for an apartment just around the corner from her job. She worked as an editor for the Glamour magazine in New York close to Times Square. She had been there for 3 years now and enjoyed her job.. Michael is adept at blacksmithing, but has rarely, if ever, wielded a sword. Carla, on the other hand, is an excellent archer who exceeds at long-range attacking. She can enchant her arrows as she sees fit and almost never misses a shot. Many say that Carla is too good for Michael and they're probably right.AmandaAmanda is a playful and agile catgirl. She grew up on the streets and developed into a fine thief, stealthy and good at talking her way out of things. She is often crass and blunt,.