I let the tips of my fingers loose upon her body, running down her tense legs and her straight back, and then I took the bottom of her dress and pulle... it up as she raised her arms so that I could pull it over her head. I dropped my towel, and we looked at each other naked, my cock standing out hard. “Take me”, she said as she slid down onto the bed, her arms above her head as though she was surrendering as she lay down. I knelt beside her and allowed my hands, very lightly, to run up and down. He closed his eyes and leaned against the boathouse wall, wondering how much longer he’d have to wait for Maisie. It was almost nine now, more than two hours since they’d parted. He peeked around the corner to look for her, then cursed when he saw no trace of her. The feelings he’d had all morning—of remorse for missed conversations, of regret over poorly planned actions—hit again as he glanced up at the building. He remembered coming here with Maisie on Monday, after she’d admitted to him. It helped that I have a big tongue, not Gene Simmons from KISS length, but enough to lick my chin and agile enough to do a couple of twists and turns that got the girls wetter than a Baton Rouge, Louisiana on the night of the 4th of July. Maybe Li had noticed my gift on a subconscious level, but no matter. She scooted up the bed and spread her legs and beckoned me to her thigh-meet. Her quim looked back at me, begging for a thorough seeing-to. Her fingers spread her lips open as I lowered my. Her memories were being replaced withthose of growing up as puppy, then becoming a dog; being fixed at thevet so she couldn't reproduce. Being a happy dog focused on chasingbirds and rabbits and barking at little kids.I looked at the writing and looked at the girl and said, "I'm sorry."Queenie, looked at her and took her new human foot encased in purpleUnderArmour shoes and scrubbed out the writing and said, "Not muchlonger, honey. The longer we go on in each other's bodies, the morewe're.