.Honey?!" from the other room. My love is a beautiful girl; she has long brown wavy hair, exotic green eyes and full luscious lips. She stands about ...'4" with beautiful supple breasts, small areoles and small but hard nipples. The thought of her made me smile. The hot water felt amazing. I didn't realize how hot the water was when I first turned it on. I lay there smiling and waiting to see the hot steam rising from the tub bath into the atmosphere and listened to the small, collected bubbles. The hair on his leg began to recede, leaving a smooth, silky texture. As this happened, his black socks became a sheer flesh color and began moving up his leg.The pants he had been wearing suddenly began to retreat towards his waist. Just above the ankle, it began meshing together and metamorphosing into a free-flowing purple skirt.Meanwhile, his penis became suddenly straight and erect even as it began being pulled inward toward his body. As it got smaller and smaller, the briefs that covered. "It's me, I'm upstairs!" It didn't take Jacob more than a second to put the voice as belonging to Moira, his heart making a little jump and sinking at the same time. He could already picture the cute weirdo sitting in one of his chairs sipping on his whiskey as if they all belonged to her while she was undoubtly coming up with more plans for the second edition of her Wasteland Survival Guide.He walked up, shaking his leather jacket off his shoulders and throwing it on the shelf before entering. He had been there a number of times and remembered a group of three palm trees, close together, making a perfect triangle. We could see the top part of these trees standing forlorn above the mud. It was a sad tribute to a former place of hope.I wanted to go to the trees and dig deep looking for my love but I knew it made no sense. It would be like looking in the ocean for a particular drop of water. Later the Peruvian government would make this town a national cemetery, forever not allowing.