[Wussy]

I like this one so far. The characters are enjoyable and and the setting is interesting. But please do me a favor and space out your paragraphs.

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Peter came out of the bathroom with a wet rag pressed tightly to his forehead. ?Ah, that feels better. Do want one of these, honey?? he asked, extending his left hand to offer her the other cloth he had prepared.
Sandy had been laying on the bed, fingers pressed to her temples, but upon seeing Peter rose quickly. ?Oh yes, that sounds wonderful, thank you!?
She reached for the cloth, but as she lifted her arm, something strange happened. Her arm seemed to stretch as she held it out. Her fingers closed around the rag an instant before Peter?s sense of distance told him they should. It was only a fraction of a second?s difference, but Peter, having an acute mind, couldn?t help but see it. Before he could ponder the incongruity and further, however, Sandy was standing right next to him and raising the damp cloth to her forehead. The action only took a second, but to Peter it seemed much longer, for her hand ascended the length of her body, the rest of her seemed to follow suit.
In one smooth motion, and right before Peter?s eyes, Sandy?s legs stretched longer, her torso elongated and her arms lengthened. He could even see her breasts press slightly against her blouse before the fabric seemed to grow to accommodate them. And by the time Sandy?s hand had reached her forehead, she was looking Peter straight in the eye.

This is much more readable:

Peter came out of the bathroom with a wet rag pressed tightly to his forehead. ?Ah, that feels better. Do want one of these, honey?? he asked, extending his left hand to offer her the other cloth he had prepared.

Sandy had been laying on the bed, fingers pressed to her temples, but upon seeing Peter rose quickly. ?Oh yes, that sounds wonderful, thank you!?

She reached for the cloth, but as she lifted her arm, something strange happened. Her arm seemed to stretch as she held it out. Her fingers closed around the rag an instant before Peter?s sense of distance told him they should. It was only a fraction of a second?s difference, but Peter, having an acute mind, couldn?t help but see it. Before he could ponder the incongruity and further, however, Sandy was standing right next to him and raising the damp cloth to her forehead. The action only took a second, but to Peter it seemed much longer, for her hand ascended the length of her body, the rest of her seemed to follow suit.

In one smooth motion, and right before Peter?s eyes, Sandy?s legs stretched longer, her torso elongated and her arms lengthened. He could even see her breasts press slightly against her blouse before the fabric seemed to grow to accommodate them. And by the time Sandy?s hand had reached her forehead, she was looking Peter straight in the eye.

Other than that I don't have any major complaints. Keep it up!