Her feet were somehow disguised as a pair of cloven hooves, the black rubber pressing into the carpet as she walked towards her.The latex ran up her l...gs with no wrinkles or visible seams, curling around her hips. Helen caught a glimpse of the small tail which seemed to bob at the end of her spine. Her eyes could not help but notice the suit pressing against Cathy's sex, the human's folds just visible. Helen's eyes continued to move up over the doe's body, the curve of her breasts as they. I have a habit of smoking so I excused myself from other and went to the balcony of the guest room.Almost half of my fag was over when I noticed someone entering the room. It was Tanya and my friends wife. As the balcony was dark and was covered with thick curtains they didn’t realize my presence. I noticed that Tanya’s blouse was wet and she was trying to remove the spill overs. After they entered they were discussing about Roy who poured scotch on his wife. Tanya was furious. My friends wife. He's probably my grandfather's age. He couldn't possible believe that I'm attracted to him. In fact, I think he's disgusting and I've never made any effort to hide my feelings from him. My feelings about him aren't based so much on his appearance, but on his personality and the way that he always ogles me. Not to mention the fact that he groped me on the stairs that day and got me in all this trouble to start with.Oh wait! I did mention it, didn't I?Mr. Devon continued to stare at me. After all, even though she was drugged and drank a lot, even though Klaus did force her to a certain degree, she had liked it! Liked it? She had loved it! She had loved every depraved minute of it! By the time the others came into the room, by the time Nichole had taken the pictures--her head snapped up. Nichole had taken pictures! Why? Maybe the whole thing had been a plot, a plan, a trick, to deceive her and to blackmail her!She got to her feet, wiping her eyes and thinking as hard as she.