We got to talking about how I liked working for Dr. Nichols and aboutmy job in the hospital. As we ate, she asked in a low voice, "Why doyou want to b... a girl?"I looked around to see if anybody heard her. Fortunately, no one did.I asked, "Can you keep that down?" Sure, but I want to know," she answered."I don't even know really. It's just always been a part of me. I'vealways been drawn to it. You know?" How so?" Women are works of art, and men are well...not." Yes, but they're a utilitarian. Aroslav: In any way. You are really quite small, you know?SANDRA: Have we finished analyzing my body now? Can we do the interview?aroslav: Interviews are questions that you answer.SANDRA: So ask.aroslav: How old are you and when's your birthday?SANDRA: A lady gets no respect. I'm nineteen years old. My birthday is May 18. I'm a Taurus. I have green eyes and strawberry blonde hair. Do I really need to give my bra size?aroslav: No. Let the readers imagine that. They wouldn't believe me anyway.. My hands slide down her side and over her hips. She seems to know where I am going and lifts them slightly so I can adjust her skirt some. My hand quickly finds bare flesh and it is warm to the touch. I slide my hand down until I can’t feel her skirt anymore and then go over the top of her thigh and in between her legs. She opens them for me and my hand finds its way to the center of her heat and discovers out how wet she is. Her moans fill the car and I continue my course. I return to kissing. She twirled in her dress and I was able to see up to her mid-thigh. A little too much leg, if you ask me. We waited for Cathy to appear next. Her dress was also of a different color that complemented her hair and she was also wearing sandals. She twirled and we saw just past her knee. Shel then came out, in much the same type of dress, but in a very pale green, almost a misty green. Wow, did she look nice. When she twirled, I could see all the way up to her mid-thigh as well. Then they each, in.