“You had quite the time there,” Miranda states from the shade in the corner. Normally, I would have noticed her before I had even opened my eyes. ...ut now my senses are drunk from pleasure. I’ll have to be careful on my way home. “How long…” “Three hours, give or take a quarter. You wore them out. This one’s going to be a hit.” I turn my face away, hating the way I blush, and even more hating the sexual beast I become each time my hunger for blood is sated. I have tried to go without that. He finally caught it, and she heard a soft moan escape his lips. The hand jerked, and flew off. His penis flopped down onto his pubic hair.She backed up, feeling her face flush, and cleared her throat before walking back into the bedroom.She pretended she hadn’t seen what he’d done, but this was the first bath she’d given her father since Bobby had expanded her world so much. Stroking her father’s skin, and hearing the soft sounds that she now recognized as pleasure, coming from his lips, she. ‘I’ve seen him in the showers at the golf club.’ ‘What is it about you guys? Do you two go checking each other out at the golf club?’ ‘No, why? Did he say something similar?’ There was a pause while the realisation hit John. ‘What happened, did he ask you to compare sizes? Did he say that he’d seen mine at the club and mine was smaller than his?’ ‘No … no, nothing like that,’ she responded nervously. ‘So what did you say to him when he told you about wanking off every night?’ John was staring. "You're 26, for Christ's sake,you're a woman, not a girl... And most DEFINITELY not a man or a boy!"Anna-Jade stared at her slender body, clad in its tight grey bodysuit,dark translucent tights and short denim skirt, and smiled. Everythingabout the clothes she wore felt right. Her long, scarlet fingernailsfelt right. Her cascading ginger hair felt right. And most of all, theoestrogen that had flooded her body for over a year felt not just right,but perfect. Anna-Jade wasn't just passable, she.