"As Monica continued watching her reflected image, shestared in shock as her skin lightened and her hairgrew longer and also lighter in color. Her re...lectionno longer had brown hair. And by now, Monica wascertain that neither did she. As she felt her newlylengthened golden locks of curly hair reach the top ofher shoulders, she realized that this was no simplegame of imagination. This was real."It's your turn, James," said Patty."-Like- now, I'm quite certain that this -like-stunning babe's. He brought a knee up in the man's crotch, grabbed his clothes and ran naked down the street until, out of breath he could run no more.Then, in the relative safety after he put a mile or so between him and the enraged father, he felt it was safe to stop and get dressed. He had lost one of his shoes in his flight, so he doubled back, broke into a shoe store and stole the best pair of Justin boots they had that would fit him. (All the Tony Llamas were too small.)Perhaps two hours after his. She begins to stroke it as we kiss and tease each other. "I can't believe this is happening. I've never fucked a black guy before."Her hands are so soft on my cock I don't even bother to reply. I take my hands from her pants and lift her shirt off. Underneath she is wearing a lacy bra that barely contains her big tits. I pull them out over her bra and take her pink nipples into my mouth. They nice and hard but get even harder as I lick and suck on them. She is gasping at this point frantically. I squeezed his hand.“I don’t understand. It made sense – sort of – for you, with the whole magic resistance, being from somewhere else thing. But this…” Alistair rubbed the bridge of his nose with his free hand.I thought about it. What made Seranni different from anyone else? I couldn’t remember much about her from the game, other than that, as a ghoul, she actually kept her mind; I recalled thinking that was unusual for a ghoul, and blaming the Architect – after all, hadn’t he done something.