Janet almost answered "Yes, Mistress," but caught herself in time. Blanca had turned on her heels and was walking out of the church before Janet could... formulate a reply. Tiffany had gone off to talk with Stephanie, leaving her alone.The next morning, they took the train to Manhattan. The subway was crowded with all the commuters going to work."Are you going to work after this?" asked Tiffany."Depends on how I feel," answered Janet."Me, too."Blanca Sanchez was a junior partner at a prestigious. In the picture she was nude except for a baseball cap perched on the side of her head. That photo accompanied each of her emails on an Excite incest site.However anyone can place a picture on the Internet and claim, "Look! This is me!" And the poster might be a sixty-year-old three hundred pound transvestite playing a role.Having said the above I would also like to state that I believed her. We chatted in many chat rooms on Excite, Yahoo and other providers. Her story hung together quite well.. We both pulled together at the same time a loud slap once more as our whole bodies collided but instead of pushing back I lowered my hands and grabbed her arse then started grinding my hips back and forth into her as I yanked on her arse in time with my grinding, I knew I was close and by the look of pleasure on her face she wasn’t far off herself, we kissed hard again our hips still grinding together simulating fucking then all of a sudden the look on her face changed and she broke the kiss. The more she looked into that face and into those eyes the less fear she felt and the more something else replaced it. It was not altogether unlike fear in a way, but it was a much more pleasant feeling. It seemed to consume her. She pondered what this new sensation was and then it came to her. Wonder. Then the creature spoke. Not in the tongue of Beasts but in the tongue of Man and Woman. No other creature had done this. Its voice was at once soft and sonorous. It had a quality like cool.