Looking down at his body the first thing he noticed were breasts.They looked nice enough, but they were on his chest. Or should that beher chest. As h...er eyes darted downwards she noticed her skin with someweird pattern on it, almost like a tattoo, until a little past thebellybutton. There the skin seemed to change into dark grey scales. Thescaly skin went downwards and downwards, without dividing into legs.Instead it seemed to go on forever till it flattened out and became afishtail, though it. They were dark blue and, I thought, gorgeous. ‘Oh, Emma, they are lovely. Thank you!’ She kissed me. ‘I think I’ll save them for when I have had a shower before dinner.’ She kissed me then slipped her dress on and looked stunning in it. ‘You like?’ ‘I love. Let’s go and get plied?’ Miss Carlton and her partner were waiting at the foot of the stairs. Miss King was younger and definitely the prettier of the two and, I suspected, very much the junior in more than age. She had a bottle of champagne. What the hell, I sleep for a littlewhile and my kids play a joke on me. But then I noticed that someone hadchanged my bathing suit. Instead of my normal board shorts, I had aspeedo on. I haven't worn one of those since I was on the swim team incollege. I looked at the suit harder and realized it wasn't a speedo,but rather it was a woman's bikini bottom. My hands moved to my waist tosee if the bikini was real. When I moved my hands, they left trailsthrough the air. And my fingernails where. One thing had led to another as they say and the three had enjoyed a fantastic night of sex, not least as Kens tool was two whole inches longer and an inch more in diameter, coupled with the fact he was both dominant and a little Bisexual it had been a brilliant night for all. She has been ‘royally screwed,’ Barry had received then later a dip on a sticky wicket, finally he had held her hand as she was taken once again, then a BJ by Ken, none of which he minded at all, in fact he had found it.