Page took a moment to recover then reached out for Carl. He took her hand and allowed her to pull him closer."Oh sir, look?" she said as she ran her f...nger down the bottom mark. "I don't have magic tits any longer. See? Please sir, touch them. Can you feel the welt?" Carl ran his trembling finger along the red line."Magic tits, the ones in pictures that are so perfect, cannot be touched, felt, squeezed, stroked, slapped, pinched or bitten. These are not magic tits. These marks prove it. These. It’s like a perversion of nature. We’re friends for a long time now, but I really can’t abide this shit.”Debbie lit a petite corona and smiled at him. “Relax, Gus. Ladies enjoying cigars is the new normal. It’s fun and it’s sexy.” Gus was about to react when Debbie fixed her gaze on his crotch. Gus knew that she knew and Bernice also saw what was happening.“Let’s have an honest discussion, Gus,” Debbie said. “Friends to friends.”Gus began to stammer, but Bernice interrupted. “Dear, I really. "They make you feel like one second you're going about your business and the next you're standing in your bra, panties, and heels. Like that."She tore her eyes from me and looked down. She was standing in her bra, panties, and heels. The experience of her entire body being bathed in feeling had been in her mind; in the meantime, I directed her hands to take her down to essentials."Empathics are my personal favorite," I told her. "You feel what they feel; they feel what you feel. It's like. . Damn.The night went on they had both settled into the couch but the movies were just background noise at this point, throwing candy at each other and laughing they talked about everything until Tori asked a question she had been wanting to ask him ever since she had been told about the legendary Derek smith."Can I ask you a personal question Derek... You don't have to answer if you don't want to but it's something I've wanted to know forever." He looked at her popping skittles into his.