Hunger. Desire. Need. ‘Baby, you’re killing me!’ Mark gasped but I knew he wouldn’t want me to stop. I touched myself with lazy, slow strokes,...spreading my wetness, while my other hand teased one of my hard nipples that were screamed to not be forgotten. I heard Mark shift on the chair and I opened my eyes. He was now kneeling in front of the bed, his eyes dark with need, his teeth biting his bottom lip. God, that devilish, cocky grin on his face when I moved my hand under the pillow, made me. Sincewhen had the height of my heels been a goddamn concern of mine? Butafter those idiotic fuck-me stilettos of last night, these day shoeswere almost... comfortable, in a very relative sense. Who knew an inchor two could make such a difference?With the wig back in place I stepped in front of the mirror to get thefull impact.My face, free of makeup, was incongruous with the overall image. I had aman's face, a strong chin, a firm jaw line. That's what I told myself.Because that body reflected. More

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