"Was that voice a dream?"you wondered."I am no dream, silly mortal."You rub your eyes and sit up. You then notice a nude Elizabeth Gilllies standing i... your kitchen."What the hell?"you ask. She steps toward you."Do not be alarmed, John Doe,"she said. "I merely took this form so that I could speak to you." What?"you ask. "Who are you? And why are you naked?" I am a god. A god of a lost civilization. As for my nudity, well, I understand that this... Elizabeth Gillies, as she is called, was the. I gripped the waistband of her knickers and pulled. Lena raised her fleshy arse, and then her soaked panties were off. She inexplicably winced as I dragged her panties over the swell of her arse. At first I couldn't make out what I was seeing. I was expecting to see a thick black thatch of pubic hair with her enormous pink clit jutting out. Her clit was there all right, larger than life, but her usually unruly bush had been neatly trimmed right back and clipped in to the shape of a heart. And. I made it look as if I was just looking in general, to see if anyone was around. That’s when I saw Jill looking at us out the window. I didn’t know what to do or say. I didn’t do anything; I just let Donna keep sucking me, while her daughter watched. I glanced over every now and then, to see what Jill was doing. I decided to give her a real show, so I turned Donna around on the lounge and started fucking her from behind. I made sure to face her away from where Jill was watching from the. It was starting to look like it wasn't too bad. It's not like I have an expensive art collection or a drawer full of jewelry. Then I remembered the pictures of Claire Ingleford, which I had rather foolishly left on the coffee table."Shit. You see any pictures around? Five by sevens of a topless brunette?"Larry knows about my hobby, so he took this in stride. "Nope. Think they got nicked?" Probably." I went into the darkroom and turned on the light. It was also in complete disarray. My expensive.