Now, if you do not mind, I need to tell this young woman our tale." A story? You shall tell our story?" A pause. "Very well, old woman. You may procee.... For now, I shall remain silent. This may prove most entertaining."Helen fought the impulse to roll her eyes and took a slow, deep breath."To begin answering your questions, Christine, the power of the bracelet varies from keeper to keeper. I am definitely one of the lesser wielders of the powers as I was not adequately prepared. Your mother, on. He came over to borrow some sugar and ended up staying the night. “Good morning Fox” I say, patting the bed next to me. “Do me a favor and sit here on the bed until I come back. I won’t be but a moment.” He smiles and sits, but his eyes are saying, ’What have you got in store for me now?’ I race to the kitchen, looking for baby oil, but finding none, I settle for olive oil instead, warming it in the microwave as I grab a beach towel from the cupboard. Returning from the kitchen, I ask, “Fox,. When she turns on the light the sissiness of the room isrevealed. Baby pinks walls, candy pink dressing table with a girly stoolbefore is and a girly wardrobe again candy pink. You eyes are drawn tothe single girls bed, covered in a pink bedspread with multicolouredunicorns on it. Sissy Davina was laid on the bed and would have shieldedher eyes against the glare but that she was tightly and snugly securedin a sleeping sack. It was baby pink satin, zippered all the way up thefront and was. I reached out to his thigh and he immediately pulled out his cock. He was really buff—tight and smooth muscled body with trimmed hair. His lips were large and luscious looking. I nuzzled his neck and moved toward his mouth, but he was resistant to anything more than brushing my lips with his. I stroked him and he stroked me back as we ran our hands over each other. He seemed especially interested in my ass, which as an ass-play lover, got me even harder. We advanced to trading sucks on each.