A beautiful shell filled with an unstructured mash of desires and compassion. It slowly drains my life away. Rendering me unable to seek remedy. -----...After the fatal audience with the king, I fell into deep despair. I would not leave my home for days. When the pain became unbearable, I traveled through little used corridors to find my way outside. Numerous nights were spent hunting for innocent pray, but not even the most powerful of orgasms could still the panic in me. I used to think of. She is standing, arms folded, lean muscles unintentionally flexing from underneath her gathered Power Gym athletic shirt. In her black skin tight volleyball shorts she looks so damn sexy. There is something about a woman in form-fitting gear. You know what I mean. The beautiful, shapely thighs narrowing a little as they rise to meet her core. As they taper into her lovely crotch, it leaves a horizontal shelf, an inch or two wide, where her clothes meet her encased womanhood. There may be. . very short arms, she decided as she stroked the length of herpelvic fin. For the next several minutes, she savored the swells ofpleasure that still pulsed through her feminine body, the muscles thatjoined her fins to her body/tail twitching and jumping as she continuedher self-stimulation.Very pretty fins, she thought to herself as she caressed the dusting ofpink along the edges, which was matched with similar pink fringes alongher dorsal ridge and at the ends of her flukes. Her fringes. As with all great things there was only one problem. He needed a girl of his faith. The lie Tonight was the night. He had to break things off. He had to tell the biggest lie of his life convincingly. That he was dating two women. His second lie that they were just friends. They would meet in public. She was so brave. His respect for her goes up immensely. Other than a brief flash of pain to her expression she remained stoic reserved neutral. He had trained her well his perfect submissive. He.