Soft, plump, and dark lips were seemingly permanently put into a soft smirk, devious and almost cruel as she studied the stock of young, virile, agile..., and horny youth that made up the crowd of gyration and wonton sexual chemistry. Hell, she could even make out a few fucks going on in the crowd. A lifted skirt was all one needed to screw his lover. No one would notice in the midst of all the body to body dancing and thumping beats and blares of the death metal instruments, and it would be. This particular night we were at a party where we didn't know too many people and most of those we did know had gone home. Karl had already arranged to stay over as the party was at one of his mates' houses and I was too skint to get a taxi so we agreed we'd share a bed. Cue lots of jokes from his friends, but he and I never had that sort of relationship, in fact we had met when I was dating a mate of his, so we just laughed and played along with it a bit. When we got into the bedroom it was. He explained his family’s history, the promise of commitment made by the co-sponsors, and of their sexuality.He described Rachel and Cathleen’s heterosexual beginnings and how that changed when they began to love each other, and then expanded to include lust, then love for their Pixie. He spoke of his own, Jimmy’s, and Richard’s hard-wired heterosexual needs - then the challenge of bringing the transgender Victor and Vicky into the family.Katie’s eyes widened, and she started to interrupt, “Was. Filene said she wanted me to learn how to control my glamour. She explained, “Without that control, the living can see you but when they try to touch you they find that your image is as insubstantial as fog.“Mr. X, please touch Carol.”I expected to feel him touch me but his hand passed through my glamour. Neither of us felt anything. “Now Carol, think ‘body solid.’ I will help as little as necessary. Mr. X, please touch Carol.” This time his touch felt normal.“How much of that was your doing?”.