It has psychological and philosophical references. If you’re not into that kind of thing, it might be best to give it a bit of a swerve and look els...where for a story more to your tastes. ********** Preface My first story, Lue to Lucy and Back, was submitted as a five-part series in 2015. It was followed by One Wounded Seagull. They attracted some interesting comments, which led to the original five-part series being edited and re-submitted as a single story. They are both now archived as. One of her hands moved to slide across an ass cheek. She turned and tookin a side-view reflection of herself. Her palm rubbed up and down herround globe, smoothing the wrinkles of the shorts and then trailing downto tease the flesh of her thigh. Her other hand moved to her neck. Shestruck a pose, admiring her body and the color of her hair. She laughedwhen she thought of Mike's expression when she walked out of the bathroomwith her new "do". The red hair dye, in her opinion wasn't as. All the little things he did (openingthe car door, holding my chair at dinner, helping me on with my cover)made me feel even more feminine. Sitting together at dinner, we wereclose enough to touch and gaze into each other's eyes. I think my outfitand makeup were perfect - he couldn't seem to take his eyes off of me.The kiss? I certainly hadn't expected it to feel like THAT! I didn'treally know what to expect, but OMG! Whether it lasted 5 minutes or 5hours, it still would not have been long. . so far at least,” I quipped.That got slaps from both of them, but of course, Jennifer followed up with, “Who would be next?”“Ohhh, Brigitte, maybe Tiffany or Maria.”“You keep mentioning Maria, does she turn you on?” Tracy said.“She’s very pretty, especially her face,” I said getting my laptop, and opening up IMDB. I found a picture, covering the name, and said, “Doesn’t Maria look like her?”“Move your hand?” Jenn said revealing the name of Jessica Alba. “My gosh, she looks just like Maria..