I held her close for ages until she settled, stroking her shoulder and occasionally running my hand through her long lustrous red hair. We didn't spea...k at all - I just held her close.Her perfume was intoxicating - she smelt divine.After about half an hour she moved, and I reluctantly let her rise from the lounge."I'll be right back" she explained as she headed towards the kitchen.Within minutes she returned with two glasses of water and a box of tissues. Handing me one, she remained standing. Rally Virgin utter humiliation! This happened in the mid-90's, when I was going out with a very beautiful little Goth chick. I was only just getting into the biker scene, and I was a bit young and naive, I suppose.My girlfriend of the time, Nici, was already a longtime rocker, into the rally scene too, and had friends in many clubs. I loved her madly; she was a part time model, and was really sexy and petite, with long dark hair and the prettiest face imaginable, plus perfect little round. I get comfortable in a soft patio chair. I enjoy the feeling of the nice breeze on my body, which is also bathed in moonlight. .We are close to a full moon. I know I look very good and I know you can see me very well and that pleases me. I take a nice deep sip of wine, and lean back in the chair. I look directly at your window - are you touching yourself? - as I place the clamps on my nipples and tighten them just enough to give me that delightful "shiver." I wonder for the 4000th time who. ”Each word felt strange, not his own, but Sam managed to get a full sentence out, “How is this possible?”“That pill you so eagerly took for me. It changes men into women. I’m surprised it worked myself, but I can’t say I’m angry with the results.”“Why did you want to make me a woman?”“Well,” Heather rolled her head to the side, glancing behind, “Will kept insisting on bringing in another girl, the insatiable stallion he is, so I offered you up. He seemed very keen on taking me up on my.