She knew they had great sex but she had yet to play her trump card. She wanted to sell him on her suitability as a lover even more than she already ha.... He lay on his back as she lay with half her weight on him looking down at him when she said, ‘You’re a doctor, I want you to look in my throat and tell me what you see, or don’t see.’ He noted her tonsils had been removed and then he saw what she must’ve been alluding to when he saw she had no uvula, the small appendage that prompts the gag. "You're picking green? You couldn't pay me to wear that color." "Not even for St. Patrick's Day?" Lesley asked, as Sandra stood in thought for a moment. Then all three of them broke into laugher."That gives me an idea" Paula said when the three quieted down. "How about this as a story for Crystal's or Fictionmania... We break the stereotypes of male Leprechauns and write a story about a female one who gives some guy magic green nail polish. When wearing it he becomes a girl and when nail polish. " She got wistful. "Of course, I'm a bunny, so Iusually can't wear what he wants me too, but I tell him I wantto."What?Joan gulped his drink in total as well and bravely signaled thebarkeep for another round. "Are these free? Or do we getdeducted?" He tried to keep the cynicism out of his voice."Joan." Mandy said, her voice concerned. "They're free. Thedrinks are free. This is ladies night out. This is what we do.This is what we look forward to. You will too." Don't be a shit, Joan," Nurse. Her name was Darlene, as best Harry could remember. She was looking angrily at Dudley and had her arms crossed beneath her bare breasts. The two fleshy globes set atop her forearms, nipples jutting ahead defiantly. When Harry managed to lower his gaze, he saw that she was wearing a pair of hip-hugging shorts and sneakers."Damn you Potter, I told you to get out of my room," roared Dudley.Harry jerked his eyes sideways. As a young boy, Dudley had been a whiney, lazy, pink blob of a boy. In his.