Her phone rings, his sexy voice says, "where are you"?, "near the information desk" she replies, "ok i see you" came the reply.The she feels the warmn...ess of his breath as he stands behind and softly kisses her neck, she stands still and enjoys the moment as her lover slides his hand up her skirt feeling the top of her lace hold ups, she can feel the moistness of her pussy and the temptation to guide her lovers hand down to her willing clit was growing by the second.He takes her hand, looks down. S. if you don't mind forwarding this pic to him (from my "private portfolio," LOL), maybe he won't forget me.I scrolled down and found a picture of Angie in a bikini made out of three pieces of fabric that if sewn together would not have made a decent-sized cocktail napkin. Her skin was covered with beads of moisture, her face wreathed in a smile that said "sex." Christ," I groaned.I heard giggling from the cubicle next to mine."So'd ya get any this weekend?" Allie asked."Maybe," I said with a. This place is protected, now and in the future - and this is the only warning you’ll get!”While saying that, I pushed the tip of the blade forward so that it nicked the throat of the guy who had tried to sneak in. Just nicked. Since I wasn’t certain that a small nick would be enough I decided to add a targeted mental image to my message with some of my magic. That image contained blood, gore and dead bodies as I remembered them, that I had seen myself. Just to add to the effect, I launched my. ***Natalie awoke when the alarm went off, and struggled to pull herself from bed. She slogged into the bathroom and flipped on the light. The face staring back from the mirror horrified Natalie. Fatigue lined her eyes and her hair was thoroughly disheveled. She did, however, avoid the splash in the toilet; in her brief time as a woman, she'd learned to leave the seat down to not repeat that particular indignity. After brushing her teeth, Natalie picked up her comb and, with trepidation, began.