Katherine found her true friends in the novels she managed to smuggle through along with all of the serious reading matter that helped her get the gra...es that almost seemed to please her seemingly unreachable mother. Throughout her 27 years, books had been both a blessing and a curse. On the one hand, they seemed to indicate to the other kids her age that she was not interested in the same things they were, and on the other as she felt herself increasingly ostracized, they were the best and. "Hey, wait," she called as we reached the front door. I turned around andwalked back to the desk. "I just wanted to give you my phone number andhome address if you wanted to tickle my ivories every once in a while." Ilooked down at the piece of paper and in light script was her name,address, phone number and measurements. I looked up at her and she blew alittle kiss. I playfully caught it and told her to expect a call tonight.I walked back to Sarah who was looking out the window and in. “And you, smell... Awesome.” Josie said softly. She nearly died from the intensity of the moment, very nearly melting off into the atmosphere. Harry smelt like apples, something else, illicit to her senses and very male, tobacco. Harry unhooked her bra and placed it behind her on the stereo. Josie gasped, forcing herself to not to reach out and cover up. Her pert breasts bounced into view. He cupped them, then ran his hands under them, moulding his palms to her rib cage. Tenderly he turned her. Arlene used her breast pump as soon as she got out of bed, and I know that I need to, she thought as she held her breasts looking in the mirror. How can I be so lucky? My body looks like an eighteen-year-old's. She brushed her fingertips across her nipples and had to grab hold of the counter to keep her balance as the stimulus overwhelmed her. Oh shit, I need that wonderful cock of his up me. She stood looking at her dripping nipples in the mirror. Well, crap, I'm his wife too. His Queen.