Delilah wore her hair in a pair of pigtails. The cute freckles that painted her innocent face she inherited from Violet.Silas looked crestfallen. "Tom...rrow then," he said."I think that would be fun," Andrea smiled, her blue eyes flashing with lust. She was our God's daughter from April, her hair as brown and bushy, though that was the only thing she inherited from April. Her curvy figure and plump breasts made Andrea look a lot like her Aunt Samantha, the mortal sister of our God."I would be. I usually counted the seconds until my hour-long lunch break at 12. Once I was allowed to go to lunch, I would walk straight home (about a 5 minute walk). Sometimes I jogged if the anticipation was too great. When I got into our apartment, I would go to the kitchen and make her breakfast. I knew all her favorites and my cooking skills were improving rapidly. I would usually make her something sweet and sugary, knowing that was her favorite kind of meal. Today, I make chocolate chip pancakes. If you don't keep moving, you will seize up and it will take you longer to get better. Now hurry up or you will miss the bus."Muttering, Katy slowly, wincing and grumbling got out of bed.School, dragged as usual, all her friends wanted to know why she was walking around like one of the living dead. She could not bear to tell them the truth. Slipping on the contents of a broken jam jar, in one of Asda's aisles seemed a good enough 'bending of the truth, ' as her mother would say.Over the next. I didn't have time to put my shrinking penis back in my pants so I kept the blanket over my waist and reached over to unlock the door for her to get in out of the rain. As she slid in, I saw that she had a jacket wrapped around a nightshirt, which came to mid-thigh; her legs and feet were bare."I'm sorry to bother you but I though you might talk to me for a little while." Uh... yea, sure... I uh would love to," I said nervously as I saw her short nightshirt pull up her thighs to reveal those.