" Please forgive me, Sharon. You remind me so much of her." I turned my face away before she could see me blush like a boy in love for the first time....You love her a lot." She said it as a statement."I do, but she's been dead for twelve millenia. Sharon, please forgive me. I see her when I look at you. You have the same kind of soul." There's nothing to forgive, Alec." She took my hand and turned me to face her. "I'm not her, but I know what she saw in you."Her hand went to my face and stroked. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Her green eyes, blond hair, her rocking body. She is always a little uptight at first, but I know how hot she can be. I love that about her, straight, but with a fire burning inside. I see her walking up the sidewalk, strong steps, boots with a little heel, wearing a light colored pea jacket. She is so graceful, my heart races so much I get a little out of breath. She gets in the car and I suddenly feel a wash of happiness getting to see her and. Feel how small they are." What, you want me to touch you there? Isn't that a bit naughty?" It's OK, no-one can see you, and I won't tell anyone."I ran the tips of my fingers over her clothes and lightly squeezed her budding right breast. Babs was actually somewhere around a B cup but I pretended it was just beginning to swell a little. "Mmmm that feels so good when you touch me there," she whispered. "Will you do it for a bit longer? I've got such a crush on you and this is a dream come true.. I was lucky, or unlucky, to be elsewhere at the time. By the time the dust of that matter was settled my worth through compensation and inheritances was over four hundred million dollars. I already had a working trust account with a business manager, because I’ve been making a good living as an author for some years. All of my assets were placed in the trust, and the manager, Bryce, was instructed to sort out the management structure by getting full control of what he can, and to dispose of.