.." I understand," she said gently, her hand reaching up to stroke my hair away from face. "It's okay, really. It's just natural curiosity. All boys h...ve it." She took a quick glance down at my shorts, which were still noticeably tented outward. Her smile widened. "I'm kind of flattered that an old broad like me can have that sort of affect. I'm sure you're used to seeing nice young teenage boobs that haven't had gravity pulling on them for fifteen years. It's nice to know mine can compare." I. Sprouting from behind her, above her perfect ass cheeks, a long, prehensile tail appeared, a few inches thick, the end of it slightly bulbous. Her underwear dissolved, stockings, G-string and bra simply falling away in tatters leaving her completely naked, her now dark red nipples exposed. Two thick horns sprouted from the top of her forehead, rounded at the ends rather than pointed. Fingers still sliding in and out of her juicy pussy, Charlene opened her now yellow, cat like eyes and smiled at. "Was there someone there?" Dr. Jonas asked, and waited patiently for her to answer.Seeing that she was in need of coaxing, he asked her again. "Brianna? Is this something you are finding hard to discuss? I'm listening if you want to continue." he said, wanting to hear her tell the rest of her story."Well, we didn't think so at first, I mean, we were tired, and it could have been any number of things," she stopped again; but continued. "Then we heard it again. I mean, who the hell hangs around. Rushmore that would have turned the face of the Father of Our Country into that of an international terrorist. Steve had foiled the attempt, but only with Wonder Woman's help. And that was the source of his frustration -- Wonder Woman. Working with the sexy bitch was frustrating as hell. The way she swung her hips in those Lycra tights, flaunting those DD boobs gave him a perpetual hard-on. He had tried everything to get into those star-spangled pants without success. She always brushed him off.