That he would do something so special for her, for them. She heard a noise and looked up, there her lover stood in the door way. He was looking at her...with desire in his eyes, and passion in his heart. He said her name, she ran to him, throwing her arms around him. He held her as close as he could. They just stood there for a time holding each other, letting the peace and tranquility, and of course their memory of the cabin over take them. He tilted her head back and gently kissed her lips. She. "Oh Bob, I'm sorry. That's really presumptuous of me ... isn't it."He folded his arms and stared at her."I'm pretty much a one woman man, Cee Cee," he said softly. "I've been tempted before ... when I was married, I mean ... and I'm not stupid enough to tell you that I'll never be tempted again by somebody other than you. But the fact is I'm not in the market for a girlfriend." Oh." She looked like she might burst into tears any second."I don't need a girlfriend," he said quickly. "I already. When he seemed to stop getting shorter,he could feel parts of him continue to shrink. His hands and feet gotsmaller and much thinner, and his shoulders also grew thinner. As thishad been happening, his apparent age had also dropped, and he had gonefrom a middle aged man to what looked like a pre-teen.With such a massive loss of bulk, you might think his clothes would falloff, but they seemed to change as well. His dress shoes were nowsneakers. His white dress shirt became a t-shirt, and his. "Now Bella, I'm going to fuck you the way a slut needs to be fucked. I suggest you find something to hang on to - this could be a pretty wild ride!" he growled.Bella grabbed hold of the headboard as he suggested and got ready. When she looked up at him he began. He pulled out of her and slammed back in, this time not bothering to pause. Then he started pistoning in and out of her like a well-drilling machine looking for oil. He didn't pause or give her a chance to rest or even catch her breath..