Wave after wave seems to be breaking over you. But, it is slowing…just subsiding ever so little. It’s like a top coming to the end of its spin…e...ver so slowly coming down from a super high spin. Slower now, but the tongue keeps sending showers of sparks throughout your being. You become aware that your legs are quivering with the pleasure waves that are passing through you. Slowing…turning ever so gently…like a leaf floating on a pond in the gentle breeze. The fluids within you have slowed but. .. I mean the little girl lingerie would be sold as accessories and help sell the dresses. Now then, as for makeup, I can take care of that in just a few minutes. Honestly, and don't take offense over this, you're already pretty enough but then again, the makeup will hide you a bit more from being recognized. You can wear the wig you wore on Halloween. OK?" Carol asked."Works for me!" I said in a kind of odd embarrassed sort of bliss. The slip was like being caressed between satin sheets and. I could hear a soft groan of frustrated disappointment. Once again I started at the ankle and slowly worked my way up, and again stopped just before making contact with her crotch. I flattened my palm, and ever so lightly applied it directly to her covered labia, gently rubbing it back and forth a few times; then took it away. I stood up. “Well, I guess you aren’t hiding anything. You’re free to go.” “Wha…what? You’re stopping? Is that all?” Grinning, I moved directly behind her, my still. "I'm writing a story about an older woman." Oh," I said, wanting to know more, wanting to know everything. "Like a romance?" Steamier than that," she purred, turning her chair to face me. "It's a sex story."I sighed and chewed on my lower lip. "A s-sex story?" Yes. In this story, an older woman becomes friends with a younger girl, outwardly offering to help the younger girl through a painful break-up."She paused and leaned her head to the side, studying my reaction.I felt a sudden dizzying wave.