Page had given Willow detailed instructions about how her morning was to proceed. She was sleeping on the floor next to Page's bed. Willow's alarm wen... off at 5:45am and it had to be turned off within the first 10 seconds. She then had 15 minutes to complete her assigned tasks before Page woke at 6:00. She put her blanket and thin pad away, folded neatly, in the closet. She went into the bathroom, completed her morning necessities, showered, groomed and knelt at the side of the bed to await her. I certainly don’t measure up to her.”“I think you’re so wrong,” said Ellen with a smile. “I think he will want you and you’re fooling yourself. But moving on – so you’re here to get the house at Grange ready?” Ellen asked, changing the subject with some excitement.“Get it ready?” asked a puzzled Claire.“For Christmas!” Ellen’s face then dropped. “Oh. They haven’t said anything to you yet?”“Ellen!” Claire reproved her. “Explain! Who? What about?”“Mary and Elizabeth?”“I might have known!” Claire. "So that's it?" I asked, a bit amused. "Just hair? Try something else.Maybe a little more complicated."Carl looked at me stupidly for a minute, and then nodded. "OK," he said."How about..." he trailed off and suddenly I felt a protrusion comingout the small of my back. It slithered up and over the waistband of myjeans. Pretty soon I found my new prehensile tail was wrapping aroundthe leg of the chair I was sitting in almost involuntarily."Dude did you just give me a tail?" I asked with another. Frank groaned as he felt her tongue touch the tip of his cock and fought the urge to push deeper into her mouth. ‘Take me to bed, Frank,’ she softly whispered. ‘Make love to me.’ In seconds he was out of his clothes and she out of hers, as he picked her up and carried her to her bedroom, where he laid her on her bed and covered her with his body. ‘Dear God, Rita,’ he spoke softly, ‘every inch of you is beautiful.’ His last conscious thought was what a delectable feast was spread before him..