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I awoke to the soft sound of snoring, feeling the warm of the lithe body pressed into me and the sun coming through the blinds. The seen from the nigh...t before came crashing back into my head and my arm and ribs hurt bad my blood was coming from both the arm and the wound in my side mostly my arm because she was gripping it. I let out an audible slight grunt of pain as she turned around waking up and almost falling from the couch. She stood up looked at me for a second then jumped into action. "I must say, you look so lovely sitting there. You've truly blossomed since coming east." Thanks." I smacked my lips and highlighted some random words just so I'd look busy."May I present Ronald to you?" he asked, like he needed my permission for anything. I glanced up, realizing only then that the boy was standing there and he wasn't all that pretty, just mostly."Sure," I breathed, like it was a chore, but this was the first time he'd ever introduced anyone to me, other than my caretakers.. DAMN IT. I can't reach into the closet to get my clothes without staring at her clothes and feeling a deep desire to try something on. You don't know how many times that I've stood there and fought the urge to pull that damn wig box off the top shelf and to dress as my dream self just to see what it really feels like to do something like that. I find myself frequently touching her clothes and smelling them as I recall my last dream. Bernice has caught me a couple of times holding her. Slowing now I was pulling down the string of her gown to expose the other boob too. I succeeded. I put my hand on her belly and was slowly moving it downwards. I moved my body close to her. Now I had stuck my body to hers, not even air could pass through, when she turned towards me and placed her arm around me. Now she was facing me, our faces dangerously close to each other, her boobs touching me chest. I quietly pecked a kiss on her lips and softly pushed my tool between her thighs. I started.

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