Peter didn’t look too thrilled at the prospect.“Come on Peter; you’ll enjoy it, you can do anything you like to me.”“Anything?” Peter said....Pat realized she had him hooked and kissed him, “Yes, anything.”Peters' hand went to Pat's leg and he slid it up her thigh and under her skirt. Pat’s legs opened, and when I saw her head fall back, I knew he had fingers inside her. Peter's arm began to move; he was finger fucking Pat. They started kissing feverishly, Peter running his fingers faster and. "I shaved myself, went out to Target, and picked up some lacy, silky panties in what I hoped was my size. I found a bra and a black silky chemise. After leaving Target, I stopped at a gas station. I changed into the clothing in the bathroom and thankful, I was wearing baggy clothes. I drove to the bookstore arriving 15 minutes early. The place was fairly busy on a Saturday night with lots of couples and single guys. I stood there waiting for Stacy to finish up with some purchases and she handed. "Sir Milesis on his way."Last night's battle with the creature had done more than increase herstrength. It had apparently opened a hidden doorway to new powers. Evenher healing skills, formidable before, now seemed much stronger. Withouteven touching her grandmother or Macha, Aislin could tell the health ofeach woman. That same new power also allowed her to feel Sir Miles'presence, along with the rest of her escort as they crossed the villagesquare."Aislin?"Aislin's grandmother gave her a. Then the pain strikes again. It’s incredible, indescribable. It feels like my nerves are being flensed apart, layer by layer, cell by cell. I pull out again. The horrible pain ends, leaving just the dull, ordinary pain and my burning need. I was close to something before the pain, close to something I desperately want to happen. But the pain is there waiting for me. I endure the shocks for a silent minute. But my need doesn’t recede and I cannot ignore the torture being inflicted on me. I need.