She gagged on it at first, but then it seemed strangely comfortable and familiar a few seconds later.Cathy smiled and stood up, gesturing for Helen to...pull herself off the chair. Instinctively Helen tried to stand, lost her balance and fell onto her hands. Immediately the feeling of all fours felt somehow natural and she marvelled at how efficient the gloves and boots must be.As she experimentally took her first few steps, Cathy ran her hoofed fingers over her back and Helen found herself. She'd seemed to understand his predicament, had taken him by the hand, had taught him, with infinite patience, how to love. It wasn't until their wedding night that she'd given her body to him, an honor she'd bestowed only on him. Things had been so easy in those days, never seeming to be any real trouble between them.Thinking of the scar on her wrist now, the self-inflicted wound where she'd nearly ended her own life, he tried to understand what it must be like to be in her shoes, to feel what. The blankets covering the opening shifted, and a red-haired woman poked her head inside the nest. She spotted him and smiled. "Oh, there you are! You are a hard man to find."Joey looked up at the woman as she crawled inside. She was a bit too large to really fit inside his nest, but she made it work somehow."You know, I had to check under a lot of bridges to find you." she added."Hi Sophia," he said.She made herself comfortable, sitting cross-legged on a pile of clothes. "So, nice place you've. Jeanie liked women; but lust overflowed her voice when she spoke of Tanya.Important Uncle Lesson: women negotiate.Cara did not like me using Jeanie, but she respected the fact Jeanie had reasons for wanting to be used. Jeanie wanted Tanya probably as badly as I had wanted little Miss Caramel the summer before.The conversation turned towards the best way to getting what we wanted. I smiled at the 'we'. Cara's seduction skills impressed me, and I listened carefully to her suggestions. Even if.