Right up until the very end of Track 3 they dance, weaving themselves in and around each other, teasing and drawing themselves to the point where only... an even closer contact will suffice. As the track ends they slide onto a siège and into an embrace for an altogether different, yet equally passionate dance. It would have been wrong to leave their clothes strewn across the floor where they had fallen. There would be enough rushing around if anyone were to rattle the door trying to. Please baby I need your touch now. I was whimpering and pleading with him, breathless from the aches inside my body that needed to be quelled by his touch, by his cock, by his fucking. Finally I felt a darker shadow slowly move across my face and block out the sun altogether. My eyes strained still blinded by the sunlight, but I could see his arm moving towards me. Oh fuck yes baby, touch me, feel me, feel what you’re doing to me right now, feel how horny you’ve made me, feel how wet you’ve. "I laughed, got up and went down into the salon. Mom and Dad were snuggled together on the settee, reading books."Is everything okay?" Dad asked."Yeah, we're fine. I just have to pee," I replied. "We're running outside to avoid the bridges, Dad. The water is almost flat tonight." I can tell; the ride is very smooth. If you two get tired, come get me and I'll take over," Dad said."Okay, but I think we can do it. I had a short nap this afternoon." We may go in and lay down," Mom said. "Dad and I. I did not hate being a boy, I like doingsome guy things, but I just liked being a girl more, and I really did notmind all the restrictions that went with being a girl. Mom would not letMegan or I go out at night alone, even to the corner store, where before Icould. I had Megan do our hair in pigtails the next day and we went out tofind our friends, only this time I have my own doll. The four of us wereat our house, squealing and laughing as little girls do. Carol and I arethe oldest, her.