Running down the stairs he saw a dejected looking Finley sitting pensively in his study.Forgetting their recent fight, Charles implored his brother, "... can't find Cynara. Have you seen her?"Finley was instantly on his feet, forgetting every petty thing that had made him so angry before, the way people were wont to do in the event of an emergency. And the look on Charles's face warranted the belief that this was an emergency. Still, Finley tried to keep his brother calm."Now there's no need to. Hear hear!"Michel stood to speak, "Annabelle, we're all women here and we'd liketo initiate you into the group, we're Lesbians, submissives and sexualfriends. We'd love you to be with us. Can you love us and me as youdid, or do Pia? She has committed to me her love and I want you toshare what we have, together. We're so happy you've returned in thisbeautiful form."She moved to my side and kissed me, her tongue deep within my mouth,her hands touching the sides of my breasts.I spoke briefly, "I'm. .yes...harder.." feeling my fingers delve deeperinto me, fingering my clit as I feel my butt become more like a pillow,my scalp tingling as I feel locks of hair fall against my chest andshoulders. I open my eyes and look at my body, my foot up against thewall, with pink nail polish, a slender hand massaging my c cup breastand my long rich auburn hair pooling in the water next to me as I feelmyself give in to the pleasure, as I start screaming feeling myself goover the top..."OHHH GOD YES!" as I. “Fuck,” I grumbled as laughter carried down the hill to me. Scrambling to my feet, I tucked my hard-on into my waist band and hurried up to the house. Her beautiful smile and twinkling eyes erased all my anger, and I returned the smile. “So, today I need you to… darn it, where is my list…” she said. My eyes automatically checked out her whole body. Brown work boots, short light blue jean shorts, and a plain light grey hooded sweatshirt with the sleeves rolled up. Her medium length black hair.