She could now wearribbons in her hair and rings on her toes and anything in the middle.She could even wear unisex clothes and no one would think that ...he wasn'ta girl. This didn't even include all her makeup choices. She had becomequite adept at putting on makeup. Every week she changed the polish onher nails, more often for any special occasions.Dr. Zaaijer's private sessions with Alisa were in full gear at this time.Dr. Zaaijer could wait longer with Alisa because on some level Alisawanted. She slowly moved her hand onto her crotch as she rubbed her cunt through her thong panties. The thought of the man watching her made her unbelievably hot and the crotch of the thong was sopping wet. She stuck her hand down the front of it, at first cupping her pussy with her hand, then curling her middle finger inwards and probing deep into her well lubricated vagina. She slid the small fabric to the side and turned her body towards the hole so the eye could see her. The knuckle of her middle. He also explained that she needed to stay on this side of the tree when she did it, because of the huge cliff that angled back on a steep slope behind them.Kia again nodded before she raced up the tree. Mark lost sight of her once she reached the lowest branches that were 10m above him. It was a big tree, and he wasn’t sure how high it actually went. Kia seemed to be gone for a while, and Mark began to wonder if she had run into trouble, at last, he felt the spell activate. Relieved, he waited. While not overly-endowed as far as saints went (the Biblical stories of how Simon had gotten the nickname "Peter" were somewhat edited) he did all right, and Mrs. Claus had never complained. Of course, thinking of seeing her going down on Winkie that one time lent a little less ardor to his performance tonight, so he put that sort of thought out of his mind for the moment and concentrated on the look of Katie, the smell of her somnolescent arousal, and the heaviness of her breathing as she.