Great. Now what must she think of me? What a piece of shit I truly am! Why did I have to ask her? Why didn't I control myself?I turned off the TV and ...went up to go to bed and try and forget about what a stupid thing I had done - again!What was she going to do now? Would she just forget about it again (like the last time) or would she really tell Mom or Dad, when they got home, to put a stop to me?As I went into the bathroom, I saw her panties on the floor by the clothes chute. I couldn't help. No sense going over there at this point. I am sure they had things that needed doing, and didn't need me showing up well ahead of time to keep them from doing that. I headed back inside, taking a long early shower.Eight o'clock couldn't get here soon enough.It was now five minutes past eight. I had told Karen to be at my place promptly at eight, and to not be late. Perhaps it was petty of me, but I was already nervous and irritated enough. Though I was sure we wouldn't miss much, and that. It is the same one I will use, and when a call comes on 10 it will automatically switch you over to it. And notice the smaller box, that clips onto Fang’s harness. That way you can talk to him, and give him instructions.”I took them and clipped it to his harness. “Thanks, Clint. I guess you do not know, but I do not think that is needed. They are still working out how it all works, but we do have a kind of psychic bond in this form. Not really telepathy, but we sense what the other wants or. Congratulations, we're lesbian lovers now." What's the problem honey, you don't look happy." Well, it's just that I promised myself, and my parents, that I would remain a virgin until I was married," said Kimberly with a bit of a frown. Even though she knew without question she was now a dyke, she was still a highly moral dyke."Well Kimberly, silly little lesbian, how long do you think my tongue is," said Kat. "Did I pop your cherry?" No, of course not." Did we have intercourse?" Well, no, we.