He laid her back onto the moss, her hand instinctively reaching out to touch the stone wall next to them, and held himself up above her.Kal searched h...r face for some indication that she was ready for him to move, his cue didn’t come from her face but her hips as she started to make tiny movements, testing how things felt. Kal began to pull out, the girl moaned into her hand again as his cock slowly drug along her insides with only a tiny ring where it still stung as the head of his prick drew. A sequined silver wand with a star at the tip appeared in her right hand and a very tall intricately-carved silver crown rested atop her new large hair. I was now looking at something that had stepped out of a children's fairytale. She reminded me of Glinda the Good Witch from The Wizard of Oz only much more attractive. Still, the feminine quality she possessed seemed to stem from the same innocence that gave birth to those children's stories. Her womanhood was extremely apparent to be sure,. At each floormore people might get on, many of them furrowing their brows or raisingtheir eyebrows at my look. A few young men who I imagined were gay evengave me sly smiles. And one older executive, in a three-piece suit,winked at me -- I think. Or maybe my imagination we getting the betterof me. Vicky and Drake had put me in a relentlessly upsetting position.As my wife had said, I was 'stuck in the middle'. But they weren't doneyet. Friday became bra day. I had to wear a pale-colored. .." she suddenlygiggled, "this lunch gave me the perfect opportunity to get Brit out inpublic!"We all laughed at that then Claire dug me in the ribs and ordered "Go andget the bottle of Champagne that is waiting in the cooler, Honey. I hopedthis would go well and now we can celebrate."For the next hour we sat and chatted about all the changes andpossibilities that the future held for us. It was a good and very happytime. Claire Zoe and I assured Brit that he could carry this off but Idid warn.