The line represented an imaginary barrier between them. When she danced backwards inviting him to cross the line by opening and closing her palms to h...im he’d follow only to retreat in uncertainty. Again she would cross the line pursuing him, seeing him smile she would turn around offering him the view of her swaying hips in tempting him to cross the line to join her on her side. One night they were the only ones left in the studio as they danced a slow dance moving sensuously against each. Do you know why this is so, dear grandchildren of mine, Dannyand Manny?" Is it a Transbike Tree?" queried Lonnie."Why no," chuckled the kindly oldster, "But that is an excellent idea fora story, or a few dozen virtually identical stories. This, oh belovedprogeny of my Loins, is The Wonderful Magical Wishing Tree. One need butbelieve in the magic of the Wonderful Magic Wishing Tree to have theirFondest Wishes granted!" Really?" piped Timmy and Jimmy in unison. And immediately wished theirwishes. Nice Next-door Naughty Neighbour lives on the top floor in high hopes of once taking her first man upstairs.Nice Next-door Naughty Neighbour lives on the top floor in high hopes he'll last long enough for her to cum. Nice Next-door Naughty Neighbour lives on the top floor in high hopes of reaching her 'highs' as she hopes.Nice Next-door Naughty Neighbour lives on the top floor if 'coming together' as in all her favourite. “Kick her ass, Sayuri-chan,” Chris shouted, turning, sitting up as the two ghost-possessed girls came together.Energy flashed. White and black, meeting in powerful bursts. The blue globe of light, the hitodama, darted in. Chris didn't understand what it was, but it seemed to protect Mitsuko. Yoshiko had to whip it with the wand, driving it back, allowing Miyu to dart in.Goose pimples rose on Chris's skin. She shivered again. Electricity tingled in the air. The ground rumbled as the two ghosts.