She stared at my eyes like she was hypnotized. Her hands slid up her tummy, cupped her tits. She rolled her nipples between her fingers. She bent her ...egs, sliding down on the counter a little, and slid a hand down her tummy until it disappeared in the red triangle. I watched her finger move the silk as it worked.“I wanna come,” I croaked.“Be patient,” she said. “You have to come with me.”“I can’t help it.”“Yes you can. Stop stroking yourself. Watch me, and I’ll tell you when.”*It might have. Are you Brian? Ummm, give me a second. Brian Biggins?”I suppose I had it coming. I had teased her memory instead of just being mature and up front with who I was. Brian Biggins had been a fat little turd who, now looking back on it, had always been strangely popular. Ever and always, he was quick with a joke or some witty sarcasm that often had even the teachers smiling at him. Unlike myself, he had gone on to become a prominent local land developer who’s wealth had made him arrogant and. Suddenly I become irritated with her. I grab hold of her lank and unkempt mousey brown hair and drag her to the bottom of the stairs: ‘I’ve got to get back for the electrician in an hour’s time… we’ve wasted too much time already… that’s why I wanted you stripped and ready!’ ‘You’re hurting me!’ And I’m going to hurt you even more in a minute when I dump you I think. I pull her up the stairs. She misses her footing on a couple of occasions which I wonder is to do with the fact she is blind in. The guard steered me towards the only lit and occupied booth. My visitor rose when we approached. She was a female Aquarian, and a stunning one at that.She wore a dark, asymmetrically cut open business jacket over a semi-translucent full-body suit. Her pelvic area was shrouded by the clothing equivalent of frosted glass, but the rest was open for inspection. Her skin was of a dark blue, almost black on the back of her arms, hands and neck. It faded to a bright sky-blue on her breasts and.