I bit down on my lower lip as I felt the warmth of her palm move to my inner thigh. My hips jerked under her touch, drawing a pitiful and pleading whi...mper from me as the aching need in my loins grew stronger. Chloe moaned against my neck then moved her kisses down to the V of my neck and along my collar bone. The sensation of each new kiss set the fire ablaze even more within me. I bit down harder on my lip trying to keep my grip on reality so that I didn't lose myself in the mist of the. Besides, I was the one who wrote the book! This was my moment!"Kate, who'd just graduated from beauty school, thought of a uniquesolution. "Chris was skinny, had long hair, and not much of a beard. Onemakeover later, he was ready to face the world...as Christine." I was nervous at first," says Ericson. "I was supposed to be taking apart in a discussion on relationships at a local college. I was quiet atthe start, but when I realized no one suspected, I joined right in. Soon Iwas going on and on. Women are genetically designed to seduce, betray, manipulate, deceive and destroy men. It is a simple fact of nature. I don’t hate women. I hate what they do. But I understand they can’t help being the treacherous snakes they are any more than I can help taking a shit when the urge takes me. So, unlike most men in the Kazonga tribe who marry many women and keep scores of female captives from vanquished enemy tribes as slaves, I have married a man. That man is Malik, a tall, good-looking,. And keep smiling!"As I cleared away the broken bottle and spilt wine, Bunny Clarecontinued serving. Underneath, my face felt as if it were burning withshame, which translated into a light flush on my cheeks - one of thebodysuit's remarkable properties.But after I had cleaned up I had to go back to serving at the sametable, to my great embarrassment. I felt they were all sniggering at me.And after the meal was finished, there were the official photographs. OhGod!The Rabbit Warren doesn't allow.