. I'd left it all behind. No more comfortable drunken nights with theinternet, reading stories of improbable transformations, chatting with theothers ...who'd liked them... Here I am, walking down the high street of a new city, carrying everything Iowned on my shoulders... My bass guitar, sketchbooks, and far too manyclothes...So, I guess, about now, you're asking 'why'? Well, it wasn't anythingdramatic. Not a huge argument with my parents, not a fight with an ex-partner... no, it was nothing more. I enjoyed that feeling and so did she, I could feel how her body loosend up. Lost deep in her boobs, I first did not feel her hand trying to pull me up, but when I realized it I stood up and asked her if I did something wrong. She told me that everything was fine, and that she wanted me to take of my shorts. It did not even take me a few seconds and I was standing there naked with hardes boner I had till that day. She grabed underneath her skirt and pulled down her black knickers, in that very. The door lock and the alarm system again were not a problem and in less than in 1 min he was inside the house. He was wearing shoes with rubber sole to avoid making noises. Slowly and carefully he made the few steps to reach the Linda room; the door was open and he spotted easily the girl figure on the floor close to the bed.In real the look of the girl was much more sharp and precise than in the cameras. Alan carefully entered in the room and seated in the small seat close to the toilet in the. He knew just which pair she had worn every day for the last week and, of course, the pair she had been wearing on Wednesday. That had been a pair of white and tan court shoes with low heels, the tan leather stitched in contrasting white, the toes slightly rounded. He remembered them well. His job required him to have a good memory but he sometimes surprised himself with the level of detail he could recall about things like this. Still, after all, they had been the only thing he could see from.