. . YOUR turn.She’s sliding down your body, kissing your chest and stomach as she descends, her tongue and fingers skimming over your body with the ...recision of a watchmaker while providing the marvel of a master illusionist. Flaccid disappointment melts into fear that you may climax before she even touches you in that place . . . once again you are levelled by a wave of shame and confusion mixed with exhilaration and new sexuality.Now she's skipped over the place you hoped that her mouth would. With a deep breath to fortify myself, I moved toward the stairs, snatching up my domino and mask as I went. He was standing in the vestibule and looked up as Rose and I descended. I felt myself blush, but managed to reach the base of the stairs without tripping over my train. When I reached him, he took up both my hands, turned them over, and laid a soft kiss in each palm. There was a dangerous glitter in his eyes as his gaze raked over me, making me feel suddenly naked. * Her dress was. I tumbled forwards in excruciating pain; I was hit! I laid there on the ground in disbelief. I tried to struggle up, getting as far as my hands and knees, but more bullets riddled me, knocking me back down to the cold earth. Some one grabbed the sword away from me, as if I could wield it.They all gathered around me and just stared at me. At first I thought this was strange, but then I felt this strange burning in my right foot. I looked down. I didn't see my right foot. I couldn't see it. It. "No he's not!" I said shyly - I actually didn't think hewas.He was slim and about my height. As I glanced at him I mustconfess he did look handsome with rugged looks. I wassurprised to find that he too sometimes came to the clubdressed, but most often as a guy. Though not beforeconsidering myself in any way so inclined, the thought ofbeing attractive to a man was the ultimate femalecompliment and the thought excited me.As I mulled over the thought, I felt a tap on my shoulder."Excuse me..." It.