We're best friends. It's only fair if you share some too." I know," Susan sighed heavily. "It's just that ... my dreams have been far too weird lately... Too ... improper. Downright scandalous, actually. For instance, this one dream I had last night ... It was almost a nightmare, if it wasn't so ... No! No, I can't!" Awww, Susan, you're killing me. You can't give a teaser like that and clam up!" I know. I'm sorry! But I just ... can't! You'll think I'm weird. It's not just lusting after my own. A thrill."No honey, he's at work." I say, turning around and smiling, lookingdesperate. Urgent. Reassuring. "Please help me," I say, turning backaround, and moving my hair again. Showing my neck, my back. "I need toget a wiggle on so I can get changed and out to show a house by noon."It's matter of fact. Business. Nothing else going on here."Okay," he says, sounding hesitant, but pulling down the zip slowlydown my back, exposing the black lace band of my bra, my pale skin, andthen finally the. "The next time we juggle we should probably use these knives instead of real daggers. They're made of ironwood. They'd do serious damage if one hit you, but they hardly damage the cork at all. And you don't risk nicking your good blade." You scared me to death, Cadence." Allegra and I came to an agreement a couple days ago. Since then we've been working on our act. She gets blowjobs and licking, but no intercourse. I don't want to risk you having to marry her here and be celibate on Earth like. .dont look like a boy is all. Ihave to ware a corset or girdle and falseies to look like a girl and wewill have to figure out something for you as well. I know, try this."He went to the dresser and got out a pair of socks. "Put this down thefront of your shorts."Jen looked at him until he turned around, then pot the socks into place.When he turned around, Tom said that that was much better, but that theystill had to figure out what to do about her breasts. They both thoughtabout it for a.