But what I was really doing was softening her defenses for my true attack. I knew she would never give in willingly, but I also knew she would be will...ing to concede to me in small steps at a time, as long as she felt it would mollify me.I let this go, and bided my time for weeks, softening her up, getting her used to it, till I thought it had gone on long enough, then when we were alone, and I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed, I pounced. At first she thought I was just playing one of my many games. It looked like his wife and three daughters. As the pictures progressed the woman and girls were naked painting the ceiling and walls.Hey, I recognized Elizabeth Moore and her sister Felicia. Based on that I knew that the youngest girl must be Gretchen. Elizabeth was in the tenth grade with me and Felicia was in the ninth grade. They often talked about their younger sister in the seventh grade in another school.The pictures got closer and closer. I saw how beautiful Elizabeth’s face was, I saw. "You mentioned a brat," asked Piccolo-chan softly. This was thepart she had been dreading. The idea of spending the rest of her lifewith Gohan didn't bother her in the least, but this, the thought thatshe might be pregnant, well, it scared her more than Cell ever did. The strange thought crossed her mind was that 'horny' was whatVidel had told her to avoid. "Oh dear," Bulma said, and stood up. "I had better getsomething." She went in the direction of her lab, while Chi-Chi glareddaggers at. ‘Wait- oh!’ She attempts to say something to stop him just as she feels the slick embrace of his tongue gently moving along her collar bone and his nails gently raking on her sensitive flesh. She considers objecting or refusing. But only for a moment. ‘Yes…’ She whispers it, barely a sound at all. He moves unerringly. Whether she was giving him permission or needfully begging him to continue, his reaction is the same. Unyielding but gentle. Until he meets her mouth again kissing her hard. She.