The beautiful girl was fully occupied with the towel and the cushion. She would not look towards him for a few seconds. It was an excellent opportunity to terminate this first highly successful spy operation. We would return to safety and work on further exciting trips.
Leaving his hiding place he dashed towards the flower and wanted to climb up. When he looked up to the window an icy grip in his chest made him gasp. The now closed window remembered him that he could not escape that way. All the watching of her curvy nude body and her diddling had made him completely forget that he was an illegal prisoner in her room and time ticket on. If he was not out of the house within the next hour he would grow back to his regular shape, have no clothes and could not move during this process. He sprinted back to his hiding position, saw the girl lift the wrapped towel and turn her head back to the room, and dove sliding like in an expert baseball move.
When Phoebe mounted the cushion he winced. He wanted to see more, but the problem would not go away.
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