I could even see my breath quicken. Then my eyes traveled down to her perfectly flat navel, and I found that she had a slight bulge just where her bel...y button was. It wasn’t a bulge of fat, but just a bulge, that curved slightly outwards from her flat navel. Black pubic hair trimmed neatly, firm round and full buttocks, magnificent thighs, muscular and toned, rounded firm calf. She was the epitome of Indian beauty. Full bodied and yet without an ounce of fat on her. And white. She was so. "Everybody's afraid one of those accidental touches is going to explode into an orgy," she murmured to the seagull. "It's like threads connecting all of us, carrying currents between us all the time!"Bonnie and Ward had mumbled something about inspecting the spring, and had left the house right after lunch. Leanne and Jim had used the excuse of exploring the surf cave on the north side of the point. Rocky had said something about the fence and asked her to go, but she had recognized her need. So she bent it some more. She saw the perspiration on his forehead."Jesus, Major, why don't you tell me if it hurts that bad. You know, I can't help you if you play the hero."He looked at her guiltily. Ever since joining the regiment sixteen years ago, he had conditioned himself not to show weakness. He had learned to regard pain as a mere sensation, sensory nerves firing signals thus advising him of an injury. This attitude had also served him well over the recent weeks. He had been off pain. “NO,” she shouted, throwing the box at me. Curious, I peeked inside.A gold candelabra was my first impression. After pulling the bottoms out, I studied it for a few seconds. A ‘Y’ that was bent into a U with a curved end, the ‘Y’ had a thin golden fabric stretched up to the very end of the prongs. I carefully flexed the springy metal and understood. It was very similar to the one from Thursday without the subtlety. Setting it aside, the tops were golden coffee cup sized concave plates with a.