Our kisses increased in passion. I could feel you getting hard under me. I slowly rubbed myself against you as we continued to kiss. Finally I couldn'...t take it anymore. I yanked the necklace over my head and I then pulled my sweater off, pushing my tits in your face. You attacked them just like I knew you would. You sucked the nipples right through the fabric of the bra. They were so hard from your sucking. You started to bite them. My breath caught in my throat. You groaned, moved your mouth. "You seemed so much more at ease today. You just walked around..." Like every other woman?" I said. Jess blanched and I said, "I did,because I am. Plus, I realized the other day that no one thought twiceabout it. This is me, the girl in the bikini. I'm OK with it. Areyou?" I paused, about to say, "even if we change back," but I realizedthat that was not likely happening and, even if neither of us said it,neither of us wanted it.She smiled. "I love you, whoever you are." I felt like she. I tried to pull us away.Aingeal’s will held us in place.“No, we have to abandon it!” my soul shouted.“Gods damned bastard!” roared Aingeal, her will throwing spirits, but his magic battered them aside. Wood creaked. The proxy’s legs twisted together, the head unraveling. We were about to lose it. “Cernere’s black fingers, I’ll kill him!”“We have to—”A massive surge of constructive energy burst behind me. It washed across my soul. I felt it pulsing, begging to be used to fix, to repair, to. ‘We don’t have cherries sir,’ said the waitress. He eyed her as if she had just said something reprehensible. ‘No cherries? What about lemons, do you have those?’ ‘No sir,’ she said, incredulously ‘Fine, just the vodka,’ the man sighed. ‘Your name sir?’ the waitress asked. ‘Gavin,’ he snapped. As the waitress trotted off another female approached the booth. Only they couldn’t have been more different. Unlike the other bar environs, who all wore dull colors, she wore a striking blue bandana.