So much for my theories on the concentration of nerve endings in small breasts.So, as I was saying, we’d made love. It was Friday night and I had no...plans for the weekend other than feasting on her glorious body, over and over again. She rolled out of her narrow bed and started toward the bedroom door.“We need food,” she said. “I have some stuff ready to heat. It will be ready in about fifteen minutes.” She turned and looked at me as I sat on the edge of her bed reaching for my underwear. “I. Jenny was going to be around the entireday, so they both started dressing by putting on their panties and bras. In fact, it was time to pack for their annual two week beach vacation,and as they discussed the details Tiffany looked at Jenny and said with agrin, "I know how we can make packing easier this year. Why doesn't Jennygo to the beach with me instead of Jon? We could share clothing." Jenny stared back - why not indeed! He had never been Jenny for more thana long weekend before, but why. "The fat man smiled like a child molester proffering a bag of sweets."I sent you a gift."Oh, I know it doesn't look like much. That's because it's inert now. That will change at ... oh, two a.m. on the night of the 31st. You might want to make sure she's in the possession of your 'little problem' by then. Unless you fancy a little ... fun with her yourself."The fat man gave a high-pitched titter."I really wouldn't recommend that."Griff looked up as the flat was plunged into darkness. What now?. There was no missing the darker spot on the crotch of her black panties. She had to be absolutely soaked.Kicking my shoes off proved to be a problem. My pants pushed down to my thighs had let the legs bunch up over my shoes. I know I had to look ridiculous, but she kept a look of fearful anticipation on her face while I struggled. Eventually, I freed my feet so I could shove my pants and underwear down. That left me with the problem of my socks.In a flash of inspiration, I climbed into the bed..