He proceeded to lay his paws on her breasts, his claws biting and scratching at their sides leaving red marks as his tried to get a hood hold, pushing... Diana down onto the will sheets and soft pillows as he began to sniff at her long, raven hair before beginning to lap at the sides of her face with his long, wet tongue, marking her face with his wet spit.Diana watched as he began nearing her mouth, his tongue lapping at her soft, pouty lips, making them wet with spit before he began to. Here Iwas, a skinny kid with longish hair, but barely any hair on the rest ofmy body, and a stiff cock, standing naked in a man's living room,knowing, or at least thinking I knew, what was coming next. Coachreached out, and took my hand, looked me in the eyes and gently told meto call him Tom, and then led me to his daughter's room. There, he toldme to sit on the bed, while he rummaged around in the dresser, and thenin a large box on the floor of the closet. While he was rummaging, Ipicked up. But this cannot go on. You have to choose between us. Will you marry me, please?“A pin dropping would have resounded round the hall like thunder, so quiet everyone had gone as he posed this question. Most were holding their breaths.“No,” screamed Martha.“I didn’t ask you, and I don’t want to marry you,” he snarled, then moderating his tone he asked Jennifer again, “Please?”For long moments Jennifer just stared at him, then at Martha, then back at David and finally said, “Yes. Yes please,. Finding a hair drier he sat down on thetoilette and started to dry his hair and comb it to make sure it didn'ttangle too bad. He may not be his body, but he didn't want his hair inknots.He was surprised to realize that he was enjoying himself so much. Here hewas, having just lost his own body and identity, and he didn't reallymind. He thought that he'd never had much of a life to lose, and the wayhe was going, he might have committed suicide one day. For the first timein years he didn't feel.