She spreads her legs more, slides into a crouching position, and grinds her back against the wall. This is where I give in. My clothes come off and I ...o back to watching her for a moment. I appreciate the stark contrast in our skin tones – a first experience of this kind for me. I hope this is new and a bit strange to her as well. As I mesh my body into hers, we immediately feel natural together. I remove the shower handle from its holder and bring it down between her legs, pressing my chest. As they left occasional phone messages for each other she found his voice thrilling. Such a child, she thought, to save his voicemails for play back over and over. She could imagine that voice soaring over the others in church, and wondered what it would be like to stand next to him in her choir, instead of next to Arthur McNair, whose voice was strong like his, but not sexy. And now he was coming here. Or rather, to central Connecticut. A mere hundred miles away, rather than thousands. She. I was doing all this keeping my eyes closed and facing outside. In case she wakes-up she will think its all happening in sleep. Now I could feel the panty line in the are between the lower abdomen and thighs. She was not responding, I understood, either she is enjoying it or she is in deep sleep. Both ways I was fortunate.Now I again folded my hands and started touching her boobs through my fingers. Now moved my fingers to the nipple point of her boobs. I started pressing my finger on her boob.. “Where are you?”“Right in front of you,” the voice says, and this time the statue of the gargoyle twists and turns on its perch toward her.The witch is startled and she steps back a bit to bump into the door. “Um ... are you going to hurt me?”It’s times like this I wish you were more than just a third year student. Can’t you do something powerful like whatever you did to that vampire?“I don’t think it works that way,” she whispers.“I will only hurt you if your intentions are to hurt my master,”.