I leaned up, his hand dropping to my shoulder and kissed him. He was sweating, I'd pushed him pretty hard. I rested my head back on his stomach. I hel... his cock in my hand as it went soft.We curled up, idly watching the movie. I wriggled, and got us both a drink. I curled up next to him, the characters on TV were an hour ahead of where we'd seen. We flicked back through. He'd tucked himself back into his pants. I rested my hand high up on his thigh. He kissed me gently but firmly. Pressing his. ‘A bullet to the head?’ He glanced back at Sage’s other attackers, encouraging them to join with his laughing. A few unsure chuckles erupted into full-blown cackles within seconds. ‘How have you survived, Huntress? Do you know nothing of our kind?’ His laugh became almost obscene, as he and a few members of the crowd behind him pat their stomachs and slapped their knees. Sage waited for them to finish. She had yet to pick herself off the street. ‘What do you have to say for yourself,. Before I knew it she was snapping pics of me with her mobile phone."What ARE you doing? You really do look pathetic. I had an idea you'd been doing this, my stockings have been out of shape and full of your hairs. And anyway you're way too hairy to be a convincing tranny. Noone is gonna want you looking like that!" But mummy I don't want to be a tranny. I'm obsessed with your beautiful legs and this was the only way I could get close to them, by wearing your stockings, touching my legs and. You are a virgin? What about last night? Was that your first too?" Yes, and it was so great. It was all Monica said it would be, but I think you had more stuff than what she described. I even liked the taste. I didn't think I would."I was shocked to hear all this from this innocent face. It isn't right, I kept telling myself. However, my dick wasn't listening and grew hard and fat in her hand. I searched my mind for words that I could say to make this girl understand that it could not happen.