<blockquote><div><cite>Kruft wrote:</cite>"Hahaha! Talent?!" he said, giggling. "Maybe it is. I thought my main talent was guitar, but..." He shrugged. "This works too." He brushed himself off, and stood back up, stretching out. <br/><br/>"Yeah, that's gonna be a tight fit," he said. "Should be interestin' though...no, I've never done it before. I know of it, though, my cousin tells me it's very pleasurable for both parties." As soon as she was finished taking her pills he headed upstairs to join Foxglove again.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"It is, I've done it before with Foxy. The cream makes it easy, not only does it make the cavity stretchy, it also makes it livable. And I think there's a weight reduction effect in there too, as she's flown carrying me. You've got to convince her to do it for you... well us."<br/><br/>Upstairs was as expected as downstairs. There was a bathroom at the far end of the hall, and two bedrooms. Foxglove's was the first, it had a big sign on it saying 'Belfry', and a metal bell ornament. Maria led the way in, and it turned out to be a typical girl's bedroom, cupboards, wardrobe, desk, media system in the corner  ... except for one thing, no bed.<br/><br/>Foxglove was hanging from a perch on the opposite side of the room. It was clearly able to rise up so the perch was almost at the ceiling, but right now it was low enough that Foxglove's ear tips were almost brushing the floor. A control pendant hung from one of the end posts that supported the perch, and had a large buttoned remote control duct taped to it, obvoiusly for the media centre, the TV of which, if you looked again, was clearly upside down.<br/><br/>"Hi guys!" She called out. "I'm ready for your close up."