Every now and then, you pause to check your progress, and tuck your blonde hair behind your ears, showing me your long, slender neck. I want to mark i...t with my teeth.I settle against the doorframe watching you, sexy baby, tidy up the bedroom. You make everything sexy – even cleaning.“Baby, I want you to dance for me,” I say. I long to see your body continue to sensually move for me.You spin around furrowing your brows, “What? Dance for you?”“Yes, you are a beautiful dancer with your long legs. I've been a sexual person since I lost my virginity at 15.It might sound tacky but I love having my pussy touched and played with all the time.I don't know what it is but none of my girlfriends seem to be the same way. I can't get enough sex and that's just it so I end up masturbating a lot. The photographer was funny because he seemed to make funny faces when I was masturbating.I couldn't tell if he was enjoying it or confused by it all. I haven't left my town since I was twelve.When I was. He looked them over. One of them still had a bit of baby fat, but thanks to magic none of the girls would ever be fat. Magic made sure its user never got overweight, unless they were very weak individuals. Like Neville and more recently starting, Ron. They could have a bit of fat on their bones, but only enough to give them a deliciously curvy figure. Out of the 5 girls there was 1 blonde, 2 red heads, a brunette, and a black haired girl.“I am going to make you love me by the end of… well, by. Still being a girl. And, of course, wegirls have to sit down to pee, don't we?And after a good night's sleep (wearing my birthday nightie again), Iwas up fairly early on the Sunday morning, anxious not to miss any of myweekend girliness. I enjoyed a soaping my tits in the shower. I justwished that my tits could feel my hands in response to the way my handscould feel my tits. I dried myself off and then put on clean knickersand stockings along with one of my new dresses. I washed the knickersand.