Kelly smiled too, though I think she didn’t really want to. “What are you laughing at, asshole…”“I just… It’s… Ahahahaha…! Your face... Mrs. Thompson… I mean, I’m in…” I droned off, and Kelly chuckled too. She groaned at the shaking of her laughter, though. When I was done I wiped my eyes and sighed. “Sorry. Sorry! I’m good now.”“You better be, cause I’ll have to beat you. Come here…” She lifted an arm, groaned and relaxed again. “Oh, never mind… I don’t want to move…”“That bad huh?”“You try. Before I could utter a word of protest, he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue ran against my lips and I parted them, allowing his tongue access. It met mine and they started intertwining with each other. And I couldnt help myself, I moaned into the kiss. And I knew I was getting wet. I could only pray he wouldnt notice. But he pulled away, that same smirk in his face. Oh, does my girl like that? Good. Behave and Ill make sure you enjoy everything he pressed his lips back against mine,. Although my parents' choice of TV programs hardly matched my own, I foundthe evenings spent in just their company very pleasant and relaxing. Theelephant in the room had shrunk on that second evening to a little virtualstuffed toy behind the sofa and by the third evening it had totallydisappeared for most of the time. There was no longer any doubt in my mindthat these were my own parents because I really was Amanda. They both hadto go to work on Monday morning, my Mum to her part-time charity. ”Tracey blushed a deep red which Emily noticed and grinned slyly at but nothing more was said that night.The next morning was a Saturday and Tracey was having a lay in, Emily was already up doing some cleaning in the nude as usual when all of a sudden the door bell rang. Tracey instinctively groaned and buried her head under the duvet, it was too early for visitors on a Saturday. She was dimly aware that Emily had answered the door and was happily chatting to whoever it was. She was hoping.