Based on "The Eagle" by Alfred, Lord TennysonOn pavement he hobbles, too great a height;A flower that blooms in deepest of night, His corset ringed in far too tight.Panicked beats in his heart race;Clownish colour adorns his face,His heart and sleeve are wreathed in lace.***"Halloween" -->Based on. His huge cock stirred.Vixen nodded, surprised and a little embarrassed.'I ain't see you out there again," Hennigan said."I like this better," Vixen said, "working with the kids."He had to fight back his desire to reach out and grab Vixen's jutting breasts which were right there, a foot away. "Uh huh. Wonder if these folks know you used to strip?" Doubt it," Vixen said, feeling a bit uneasy. "Only did it that once."Hennigan nodded, licked his lips and smiled. "I'd like to see you bare again. How. After a quick shower I chatted to Susan while she dished up a nice meal, steak pie, potatoes and vegetables. I got stuck in, I could get used to this. "Ada and Will took me shopping," she said as we ate. "I've got all the basic clothes I'll need for the time being. I also bought some fresh food for dinner. This is better for you than that prepared stuff." I wondered if this was her or Ada speaking but I was happy either way.Ada and Will called by around seven-thirty and told me about the day..Read More
