She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the... house. Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving. I'd guessed she was a couple years younger that I (I turned out to be right-she had just turned 18, I'd be 20 in February). She was about 5'7". She had wavy light brown hair, just past her shoulders. She was wearing a soft red sweater, pajama bottoms with Curious George on them, and big pink fuzzy bunny slippers. That, plus the absolutely stunning smile on her face, led to an overall endearing effect. When this girl smiled, she smiled all over. Her eyes lit right up. It was one of the most. A slow trot at first, the pairs of lips smashing harder with every passing moment. Quickly progressing to a raging march. Clashing as if in a terrible battle. The tongues their swords. She had always been shy for a kiss filled with a good dose of tongue, unless in the excitement I drove in past her barricades of shyness. As our tongues were engaged, my hand found a new will for itself. Tracing roads up her arm to her shoulder, then down her front. Resting on her magnificent breast, a gentle. I dove into my new role, and every new feminine thingexcited me. She was surprised by how much I wanted to talk to her aboutstyle and how girly I was acting, and pretty soon we began shoppingtogether. If I'd thought my spending earlier had been a spree, it wasnothing compared to this. Now that I could try things on, feel how goodthe clothes felt, and see how sexy I looked in them, shopping was anexperience. I threw out almost all my boring old man clothes to makeroom for my new wardrobe, and.