So I dreamed of being taken away from this mess of a life I had and I started singing. I didn't sing at all as a child, but for some reason, once my m...nthly cycle started, I found my self singing at odd times. I didn't know any songs, since my mother did not have a radio, let alone a TV and she didn't take me to church; so I would make up songs as I went. They weren't very good, but they made me happy; lots of Princes rescuing pretty lasses and making them Princesses."It was my singing that. Greg put his head round his bedroom door and uttered a bored "Hi" and immediately disappeared. The front door closed and he heard his sister and the new boy go into the lounge. He breathed a sigh of relief. At this time in the evening that probably meant they'd leave him in peace. It also meant he could enjoy himself till they were finished enjoying themselves.Greg went to the desk in his bedroom and unbuttoned his jeans, pulling the fly right down and slowly pulling his grey pants and jeans. ’ Her voice sounded strange even to her as apprehension and excitement commingled making her insides tremble. The smell of him drifted over the short distance between them, and she closed her eyes as she took it in. She could never deny to herself the attraction she had to him, but he had never made any advances before to show her he felt the same. ‘Then here goes.’ A sly grin relaxed his face a bit. He stepped in making his hands, still holding her robe, press up against her abs, and her. LACEYI was enjoying the massage. My thoughts raced as I took everything in. Shortly after, we were asked to roll to our backs. I could see Michael’s eyes watching as I turned over, my nipples exploding with excitement. I watched as he licked his lips and saw his eyes bulging as the skillful hands massaged the warm oils along my body, cupped and squeezed my breasts. His lips slightly parted at the sight of the masseuse tugging at my nipples. My moans continued as she kissed her way down my.