But this was no dream, this was a nightmare. Sophia's entire left side was one big bruise. Her shoulder got the least of it-the side of her ribs and t...e left part of her back and her left breast were purple. It was horrific."Oh my God." Three of my ribs are broken. My shoulder and back are badly bruised. And there might be some kind of permanent damage to my left breast, they're not sure yet." How did this happen?"Sophia snorted. "I fell down the stairs, didn't you know? Or, at least, that's. Rachel stood naked, still in her stilettos, and simply walked across the room. That was all she did, but it was like a stunning piece of performance art. Maybe I’m crazy. The fluid movements of her body, the natural wiggle of her hips, the curves, the beautiful texture of her skin, full firm breasts with erect nipples, fabulous bottom, thick black bush, perfect long legs–the thighs, the knees, the calves, the ankles, the feet, I could gaze at that body all day long and never tire of it, my eyes. Her breasts were firm and round with no sign of sag. Her nipples were stiff and her areolas were dark. She shaved her pussy but always left a little tuff of hair on her love mound. Sometimes it was a heart shape, a triangle pointing at her slit, or just a landing strip. Her waist was slim and her ass was perfect.That is usually when Dad dragged her into the bedroom and closed the door, keeping me from watching. On a few occasions though, he would have her masturbate for us.Mom would lay down on. I wanted to reassure myself that you were okay, doing fine. I couldnt work out why I cared, but I did. The piano bar you had suggested was really dark and quiet. There were only a couple of other customers in the place, down the far end of the bar. Id been sitting, waiting for 10 minutes already and I was nervous. I pulled at the hem of the dress Id worn, wondering again why Id worn something so short and tight when I wasnt planning on going home with you. Id promised myself that. The barman.