I did roll over and let him scrub my bottom,which was the filthiest part of me."Thank you," I whispered when he was done. I didn't want to speak aloud...et; I wasn't sure I wanted to hear my voice, or see the effect it mightstill have on him.When I woke the next morning, I found that my thighs had fullyseparated. And, as I had first feared and then hoped, I seemed to have awoman's normal complement of parts. I wasn't sure how those parts hadworked when I was a siren -- obviously we must have had. I began nibbling on her lips and across her cheeks. I brushed the hair from her succulent neck and nibbled there and unto her ear. Her body was a cellphone set on vibrate and I seemed to be pushing all the right buttons. She pushed me away slightly and reminded me of the time, but I did not care anymoreI reached under her shirt as I steadily kissed her and rubbed against her breast, arousing the nipples as she moaned into my mouth. She lifted her shirt and I grabbed her breast and sucked on her. Then he ploughs straight into me, making me moan for real this time. I call out as he stills, so deep within me and holding my hips in place so I cannot move. I feel his entirety inside me. I beg and plead with him to stop teasing and just take me, but his slow motion movements as he eases in and out of me tell me that he's going to make me wait. I writhe against him for what seems like an eternity before he finally decides to have his wicked way with me.He drives into me, leaning forward and. It had all ten fingers and toes. Its features were smooth and pure, touched not with even a hint of disfigurement. The woman smiled down into the perfect, colorless face, and traced one finger along the child’s round cheek. ‘Celina.’ Chapter 1 October 26th 1307 Toulouse, France (18 years later) A single shaft of light pierced through the hole in the paper panel that covered the high window. It drew all eyes to the center of the room, and to the man who stood there, beside a crude, three-legged.