" That was the first Halloween that I dressed as a female. Soon I was spending a great deal of time with her and learning everything about dressing an... make up. What you see here is the result of many years of practice." Andrea noticed that Simone's smile drop a little and guessed what she was thinking. "No. I have no desire to be fucked in the ass or give head. I just like dressing up," Andrea informed her. "How often do you dress?" Simone questioned. "Almost every day. Under those Armani. If you need help, I'll jumpin."John nodded. Suddenly, he was looking forward to this!Chrissy started,"We've been running away fromSomething we both knowWe've long run out of things to sayAnd I think I'd better go."Chrissy nodded to John who moved to the mic and sang,"So don't be getting excitedwhen you hear that slamming door'Cause there'll be one less set of footstepsOn your floor, in the morning."He glanced at Chrissy who flashed a supportive grin and gestured withher chin that John should. The entire world was circling around her—faster and faster. She held on for pure life. His lips and tongue became more than delicious, they were necessary for survival. The way his body shifted above and against hers, giving and drawing satisfaction made her want to offer more, yet take as well. Kieren was so deep inside of her, pressing against parts of her that had never been touched and caressing those hidden places, all she could manage to do was feel. Her sounds were not even familiar to. In despair, I started thinking how was it possible that could be real.Should not the ring return me to my body as the legend was consumed?So why was I still stuck in the Nymph?s body, although it was clearthat I had returned to the real world? I needed help to understandwhat went wrong and to correct it, and the only person who could helpme was Phillip.I was taken out of these thoughts by a pressure in the bladder. I wentto the bathroom and, feeling helpless, sat in the toilet. With theurine I.