He liked the way she responded, rubbing herself against him. She would feel his arousal, for sure. Her hands now started to find work, e...ploring his scalp as they kissed, flattening and pressing his shoulders so he was drawn more closely towards her breasts. He reached down to pull her dress upwards, noting as he did so the urgency in her kiss increase. She fell back onto the bed, clinging to him as she did so. She kicked her shoes off as her dress came up and over. I don't know many men who'dallowed themselves to be dressed up in a little denim skirt like this,"she flicked the skirt with her long, black nails, "and be forced towatch a Barbie DVD." I honestly don't think he does like it," Bethany interjected, stillsmiling, "that's what makes it more fun."Thankfully Louise stood up and headed toward the wall. To my amazementshe lit up a cigarette and opened the window. I looked at Bethany, whoseemed totally in thrall of the older girl. "Hey, I'm not judging. The railing provided a stable hold as she walked. He followed, making sure not to over take her and went into the apartment. “I thought you lived in the apartment down there,” he said as he closed the door behind himself. Macy had walked in and went into the living room to sit on the couch. “Well, it depends on the day of the week,” she said. “Frankie was over there.”“You guys have separate apartments?” Keith asked astonished by the revelation. “No, we own the whole complex, just don’t rent to. “There, see? Isn’t that nice?” She nodded. “Good, now, can you tell me the last thing you remember before waking up like this?”“I was in my burrow in the shed and I was about to fall asleep. I was tiny. Then I woke up and I was big. My burrow was ruined and I was cold. Then Sonja came.”“You don’t remember the actual transformation?”She shook her head. There was nothing she could tell me to answer my confusion. The only thing I was now certain of was that origin was me, rather than my old house,.