Perhaps seven feet but very slight, but I could only conjecture this conclusion by what was exposed and not was the robe concealed. The long delicate ...ands remained in a folded position across her middle. The fingers were very human in structure but the fingers numbered only three per hand. I was still on the floor pushing myself backwards as it moved slowly closer. Was I still allowing the hallucination theory to prevail? It was a struggle to maintain the idea that this was only a dream as. Jonathan would kill him."Please hurry honey. No; no, nothing's wrong. I ... I'm just hoping you get over soon. Bye."Jenn hung up. Now what? She leaned back against Boris; both hands over his; trying not to let him squeeze her nipples; but feeling helpless to resist. "Please, Boris. My husband will be here soon." She had hoped Jon's arrival would stop everything."Well he's not here yet." Boris whispered into her ear. "It's time for a bath. You don't want to be all sweaty when he gets. She felt the warmth sink into her fingers like a sponge, further in until her entire body was being hugged by this warm sensation, almost tingly like pins and needles up and down her body. It was as if the dog was on top of her, squeezing her and pinning her down. She wasn't frightened, the voice was soothing to her ears and helped her enjoy the embrace. The panting was louder than ever, right at her ears, and the voice was ever as calm, keeping her at ease. The voice moaned to her how good it. ’ She stretched , an activity that made her bare breasts move delightfully. Then she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Before she went into the bathroom, she turned and looked back at Doreen, who still lay in bed. ‘Care to join me for a shower?’ she asked. ‘You know I can’t refuse an invitation like that,’ Doreen replied. She sat up and stretched, then got out of bed and headed for the door Lois had just gone through. When Doreen got to the bathroom, Lois already had the shower running.