My eyes dart around but I can’t seem to see anything in particular. Then a strange and horrifying object catches my eye. Just below Kristen’s feet...I notice a tentacle like object begin to emerge from the wall. Slowly the green slimy tentacle works its way out of the wall. It looks to be as thick as a beer bottle and its length seems to grow quickly. I tried to keep the discovery from Kristen, but it didn’t take long for her to notice my gaze. “Oh my god Sam what the fuck is that thing?” Kristen. I will tell you two things now, though.” Jenny’s family chuckled; their youngest hated to wait for anything. “First, at the time, the 1790s and early 1800s, this was the frontier. When Jacob showed up here, western and central North Carolina was the butt end of the world. Second, the people I’ll tell you about were very young, teenagers, in fact. When Jacob came here, he was your age, Jenny, fifteen, and his wife was Mandy’s age, sixteen, and already pregnant with their son, Enoch. He was named. ” “Can ve not just talk of something else?”“OK.”Too easy. He is not going to give up that easily, and I know it.“Look, you’re all upset. I know how to get you to relax.” He draws me back down so that I am lying alongside him again, but still facing my side of our bed. His hand moves down to the small of my back. I shiver as he digs his fingers into the tight muscles that control my tail. Delightful! Just what I need to banish the leftover fear from the nightmare. If I had been lying on. “Yes please. I’ve moved to the beaches now, so I’m close by. I can come pick them up?” I type without thinking any further. “I’ll drop them to you. Just text me the address.” He replies. I notice the absence of emojis in his texts; it’s so different to before. He’s definitely mad at me, and I’m definitely excited to see him.He’s coming at 8pm and it’s currently 7pm, so I hurry to the shower. Instinctively I shave my pussy just how he likes it, before realising what I’m doing. Why am I preparing.