" Trick of the light," Melinda said noncommittally. "Swamp gas reflected offa weather balloon."Makayla gave her a wry grin and poked her, "I know you ...id something. Comeon!"Quincy stopped and held the door open for Melinda and I. His car was an oldbeater, somewhat like Melinda's, but roomy enough for both of us to fit inthe back seat. It was slightly cluttered with items that didn't seem to tellme much about this mystery man. As I climbed into the car, I gave him an oddlook, as if remembering. He checked the cottage over, and apart from a slight musty smell - due no doubt to his long absence - everything was as it should be.Arron sighed, removed his new boots he had purchased in the town and flopped on the bed, and for the first time in many months he relaxed. He had purchased some supplies, enough food for a week and he had plenty of fresh water due to the spring behind the cottage. It would give him time to decide what he was going to do next. He had talked to several other people. " "I would never tell anyone. It would be humiliating. Besides, they would probably lock me up..." "Good. Now you are beginning to think about this and not just react" She was trying to give him some confidence. "I will help you learn how to do what you need to do to be me until we figure a way out of this thing. It is going to be Ok." Robert began to calm down a little. Claire knew it was going to be a long ride for him but she would be here the whole way. Robert needed her and she would not. She grabbed hold of me and held me in a tight embrace and kissed me full on the lips and slipped her tongue deep into my mouth. It was all I could do to hold back from feeling her all over, again I slipped the bra down to reveal those creamy white tits, feeling the nipples harden and stiffen between my fingers, drawing the hardness of the nipples between my thumb and finger as if I was trying to pull it off her breast. Again I bent down to take a nipple in my mouth, feeling the other tit,.