”Diana tried to remember what happened ten months ago but draws a blank, until she asks, “We had that celebration in Metropolis?”Barda nods her ...ead like Diana is on the right track, so Diana asks, “Are you fantasizing about another League member? It’s...”Diana’s eyes go wide, as she realized who Barda had been fantasizing about and asks, “You’re fantasizing about Superman?”“Not Superman, he is too much like Scott,” replies Barda, causing Diana to wonder who else it could be? If it is not. What could go wrong?”“It doesn’t happen all in one place,” he said. “There are two small areas, one on each side if the brain. I see them fired up almost all the time, and there are strings of color that go from them to other parts of the brain. The reason I think they have something to do with memory is that the colors change once they get to those other places. Then they just sit there.”“A color just sits there?” I thought of what he saw as a constantly changing palette of swirling. Time for the game to begin. --- The next day, I put together a semi-sexy outfit. I borrowed a satiny red blouse from my mother and pulled on a short grey pencil skirt. I wore black lace push up bra which accentuated my C-cup breasts nicely; and pulled on a little black thong. I could feel my juices leaking out at the thought of Brad and contemplated masturbating to him. I imagined Brad would have a nice thick dick, one which I could suck, lick, and kiss and never get tired of. I imagined waking. A little while later after a quick pleasant shower we were in bed cuddling, kissing and stroking each other, still feeling the new unfamiliar shapes and lines of each others bodies, we both knew our partners so well but this was and felt different and exciting. We stayed that way, lazily stroking and kissing until we finally fell asleep in each others arms. I woke up first and could not believe we were still cuddled up in the same position, I slid free of your embrace and slowly pulled back the.