] She said softly with a smile. [Anthar ... do I detect a sense of jealously in your voice.] She asked him.[Of course you do! I am your Bonded Dragon ...rother Carisia. Without you ... without you I am nothing.][Be careful using those terms here Anthar.] She warned him. [There are eyes and ears everywhere.]Anthar rolled his magenta colored eyes. [You know as well as I that no one can penetrate the Mindvoice shields we have established.] He spoke confidently and with a glint in his eyes. [Not even. I know I asked before, but tell me again, now that you are good and wet, which are your favorites, hmm? Tell me about them and make yourself cum for me.”“Oh god ... they ... um ... all” she said, mumbling, her finger busy on her clit as she let her mind wander over all her stories, thinking about the best parts of all of them.“I like the Games stories a lot. Niki and Chuck. And the others. Niki was such a slut by the end of even the first night, not to mention the other games.”“I bet you did.. Her kissing and foreplay was almost domineering.And her language was obscenely descriptive."Fuck me big boy! Stick your cock in your tranny slut! Use me like awhore! Let me suck your hard cock!" were terms she had begun to useduring their sexual encounters.Jason missed his feminine young Wren who liked hours of gentle foreplaybefore ultimately consummating their affection tenderly and lovingly.He knew something was wrong but couldn't figure out what it was.Michele knew that she was. Looking at myself in the compact mirror, I was again surprised at howfeminine the image was. Two weeks removed from the sunscreen incident,and still no hair had sprouted anywhere on my smooth, graduallydarkening skin. My hair had grown out surprisingly quickly in theexposure to nature, and was tickling the tops of my shoulder blades.The only issue was my face, very clearly that of a male.It was a matter of some internal debate whether to do it or not. Inthe end, much like the swimsuit.