Oh, I know all the arguments about I was the authority figure and I was the one in charge and I had a trust I must not betray. However I had so many t...rills shooting through me right then my cock was in charge. She squeezed and kneaded it all the way into town and into the parking lot. “Better let go, Honey. We are here.”She grinned up at me. “Want to drive around the block again?”“You have a very dirty mind,” I told her.“Aren’t you glad?” She laughed as she let go. We walked together with our. It was hard to figure that she was really a little bigger.Then she changed in ways that were too obvious to ignore. She started to smell a little different. At first I thought that she had changed her food. She sometimes ate spices which would change her smell for a week. Then the changes concentrated between her legs. The odor there was much more changed than her sweat. She seemed healthy enough, so I was more curious than worried. What did worry me was her moods. It is nice to be hugged. It. I see her walk by. She glances in my room. I watch as she looks around the door jamb. She watches me to see if I'm asleep.Satisfied that I"m asleep she takes one step into my room. Her hand goes to her mouth. She is staring at my cock. Slowly she lifts her t shirt and sticks one hand down in her panties. Her eyes close halfway and her other hand moves up under her shirt to her breasts. I watch as she fingers her pussy and rubs her nipples. After a few minutes she walks out. I hear the shower. These were the first clothes that Glade had ever seen, though unlike those in the frozen north they were decorative adornments not used for keeping the Mountain Warriors warm and certainly not for reasons of modesty. Unlike the furs worn by Ivory's tribe, the animal skins were flamboyantly arranged such that the bosom and genitals were always on display. It was as necessary a part of the Mountain Warriors' culture as it was of the Knights' to flaunt testimony of their sexuality.The Forest.