<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/faith_zpsvtmmwkjq.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Faith Mercer<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Diner<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Hoodie, jeans, trainers<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Andrea, Open<br/><hr/>A happy, inarticulate little noise came from Faith as she cuddled up against Andrea's chest, the last of the changes having thickened her thighs and filled out her ass almost as much as it had grown her breasts, and her mind had started to settle back down, changed in a few ways.<br/>And in others, completely unchanged. Oh, she'd certainly accept her mother's love and try to let go of her worry, but a lifetime of carefulness and curiosity hadn't just gone away, and she knew, even as she snuggled against those soft, warm breasts, that she would be investigating this place, more for her own reasons now than for anyone else.