With just a kiss, he took my heart. With the soft caress of his palm against my cheek, smoothing ever so softly down my neck, he took my soul. His ot...er hand tangled in my hair, my own resting upon his chest, slowing running up to grasp his shoulders as I simply flew off as an exotic bird caught in the motions of avoiding its eventual capture. Oh, but I was already his. His hands flowed down my body just as those waves crashed onto the shore. He was my moonlight – I was his sea – he pulled. Of course I didn’t hear the banter, since this always happened when I was on the opposite side of the room, but it left me excited. I stopped reading and told her what a great story idea this was and said that we should try it as a game. “A game? What do you mean, baby? Me going out and hooking up with random guys?” “No, not really, silly! But say I could let you go into a bar a few minutes before me, and you could let someone buy you a drink and hit on you and look you over and ask if you’d. Perhaps that had loosened her for the final assault that Enhar had submitted her to, followed by Balloo. She didn't know which was worse! This was the first time since leaving the car that she thought about those things. She had been in a complete state of shock since the natives had first grabbed her, and now, even though her consciousness was beginning to clear, she still could not recall all the bitter details of what had happened or why it had happened.Why had they used her like this? Sheer. There I saw me, drifting somewhere between being male or female, except in the crotch where evidence clearly showed the latter. My face was slowly gaining features that more closely resembled my sister than I. And with my pants now at my ankles I could see that the hair had disappeared from my legs, leaving them smooth and even now they were changing from strong muscular legs to the lovely curves a dancer would envy. My hips had already flared out to about 36" if my ill-fitting pants were any.