My lover. She would spank me if she knew I was touching myself like this. She would grab me by my hair and tell me just how slutty and bad it was to ...ouch myself. I could hear her whispering in my ear as she let her fingers move over my bare skin, towards my aching pussy. My mistress would dip her fingertips into my puffy wet lips, soaking her hand in my juices, then snake her hand up and shove her fingers in my mouth... At this, I opened my eyes and stared up at the ceiling. I hoped she. But electrical circuits? It's fucking boring! Not to mention biology for example. It's not worth to waste your youth on things like that. Especially when you are hot.Because you are hot. And it's not bragging, you know that it's true. You are tall, slim girl with long blond hair, tanned legs and nice, perky breasts. When you are walking in the room, most of the eyes are immediately directed at you. You can partially thanks your volleyball training for that. Your parents aren't strict, but they. And not a great deal of interest in history."Sarah found a memory of Loranna's which confirmed this, and nodded. "Yes", she said. "You're right. So who is this vision, then?" Her name's Alice Edwards", Holak advised. "American. Journalist and news presenter. For the cable networks. Dominic's been trying to get into her knickers for the last week. And she's slightly interested, because she likes the smell of money, but she's not stricken. She went on a dinner date with him two nights ago. He. I can't. I can feel the hard floor and all my aches in various parts of my body, but I can't move at all. I try to scream, but that too fails.A thin grey fog rises through the floor, and I don't understand why it's visible in total darkness? There's a coolness when it surrounds and touches me, and I sense the pressure of the floor becoming less until I can't feel it at all. I rotate until I'm facing upward as the grey fog forms and swirls beneath me. Soon there is a smooth coldness beneath.