" Varna sat on one of the chairs. "Good, good, this is one of several temporary apartments I can use for private discussions so I apologize for the la...k of facilities." You don't live here then?" Varna asked"No of course not my dear, I'm afraid that nowadays you can't be too careful. Now for a cup of coffee, would you like milk and sugar?"Varna sighed. "I don't know what you are talking about, so I will leave it to you."The old man narrowed his eyes as if sizing her up. "Humm ... I think milk. I finally found what I was looking for. The bathroom. And it was empty. Thank God. I made my way across the bathroom. It was only a few steps, but right then it seem a like a mile. Steadying myself on the sink, I squinted at my reflection. I was white as a sheet, and I had smudges of black eye-liner all over my face. I leaned forward, trying to get a closer look at my pupils. It was hard when everything was so out of focus. Yeah. I had guessed as much. Obviously I had took taken something. It. ) But when I spoke, it came out: "Like, you wished for a bimboand, ah, now I am one?" No matter how hard I tried, I could only rarelysay a more than one-syllable word. For a professor of the classics,that was even more of a tragedy than my body.I was young, yes. I could have been anywhere from 15 to 20. Flawlesspale skin, long light golden-blonde hair with big bangs and wisps thatfell to frame my face, big blue eyes that always looked innocent andslightly bewildered no matter what I was. He hammered from the start, but I was brought back forward as another 4 incher poked at my lips. I sucked him in, and gave him a swirl of my tongue. He shivered and laughed, so I stopped and began bobbing on him as he sat on his knees in front of me. The one fucking me was having the time of his life back there by the sound of it. He was grunting like crazy, and before we were 2 minutes in, he went off and pulled out. As the one in my mouth gasped and let go of his tiny load (a few trickles of.