The woman in me wished to break down and cry on his shoulder yet all the years of being my father's son fought this and tried to be strong. I was near...y to my senses when she came again. I felt her clawing powerful consciousness seize my mind and crowd me out. I tried to fight but part of me did not wish to, part of me wanted to be in the world of women to be taken care of and sheltered. Then I was gone back in the house, back into that only partially human female body. Shades of grey were my. I hooked each of my index fingers around the sides of the fabric. She lifted up her hips, and I slowly and easily removed the undergarment, exposing her sex to me for the first time. She was already quite wet, and the scent of her arousal was unmistakable.I could have dived right in. I didn't, though, instead directing my attention to the inside of her thigh, a very sensitive area for most women. I kissed, nuzzled and licked her on one side, and then the other, working her up into a. And after today the porn directors would expect her to be the nasty girl who is up for anything, including plenty of off-camera sex if that is what it took to get the part. The girl would give in to all of it. She would have no choice. Her body was the only thing of value that she had. Jennifer was sure that by now the girl could no longer live without the drugs that had once given her such blissful highs when an agent first gave them to her and called her beautiful.In only a few minutes the. Not really. I didn’t want to put him off coming.” “Coming? Does he ‘come’ in any sense of the word? Has he, for instance, ‘come’ in you, Pauline?” “Well, not yet, sweetest. But I’m sure he will.” Zoë screwed up her face. This could be embarrassing. But the die was cast now. There was no way back now that Nigel had passed the threshold. He wandered back to the girls, smiling appreciatively. “You’ve sure got a nice place here. Esther. Or is it Zoë?” “Zoë,” the hostess corrected him. “Yes,.