"She passed me a hanger which had a ringmaster's coat like her own and apair of hot pants like her's. Not wanting to walk around in myunderwear I put...them on.The mirror keeper passed me a top hat and as I put it on I noticed howthe mirror keeper and the mirrors melted away and I was back in my homestreet. The street was wet as if it had just been raining.Had it been a dream? I stepped forward and heard the clacking of mystilettos on the pavement. It hadn't been a dream. I was wearing. None of the other girls believed Robert would actually do what he seemed to be threatening but he didn't pause. With a light toss Claire sailed in the air to land softly face down in the centre of the muck heap."My God, she must have really pissed Robert off for him to do that!" Brenda looked at the bawling figure trying to stand on the soft heap of dung filled straw. Several times she fell and crying and yelling and covered in the foul mess she stumbled to the solid ground and stood crying and. I groan gently in response. I begin to imagine what it would be like if I opened my eyes and saw my nieces face in my lap instead of Maries. My balls tighten at the thought. The sudden movement draws her attention. She reaches up and begins gently stroking my sack. I imagine Leanne lowering herself onto my cock, my incestuous meat filling her petite frame from the inside. I imagine reaching up for her small, perky rack as she bounces and grinds on her favorite uncles package. As I start to. ” I was so embarrassed that she saw me sprawled out below her window, but the stinging pain on my knees kept me from leaping up and fleeing like a rabbit from a fox.When she came around the building she was wrapped in a teal housecoat, and I knew she didn’t have time to put on any other clothing and must be nude underneath. I was in a strange predicament; I needed to keep my legs slightly bent so that the injured knees hurt less, but the image of this goddess before me played through my mind.