A group of five walked past, hands roped behind them. The captain smiled. “Birthday party, the colonel’s boy’s sixteen. None of them with surviv... it. See that big bunch over there getting in the bus, targets, that’s what they are. Going to archery in the plaza for some visiting big shot.”We walked on and I tried not to think about bows and arrows, especially the arrows.I lifted a blonde girl’s chin, saw she was lovely and had her tagged.“Smart man,” said the smarmy captain, holding out his. “Yes madam” he managed to mutter. “Were you staring at my ass just now? I asked with a grin. “Yes madam” the boy said looking away embarrassed. “You’ve never seen a white naked woman before have you?” I asked. “No madam” he replied still looking away. “Its ok”, I said “I told you I liked the attention.” “Here since you like boobs so much take a look”, I said pulling my breasts free from my top. His mouth dropped open and he stared at my chest. “What do you think?” I asked. I loved every second. Therefore, when people were asked to pick my name, the entire media joined in complete unity. I later learned that millions of suggestions were made and the number one got the vote, thank god the name fit me.Once the media was ready, and after a month of waiting, the world had finally decided on my name, something that the original newspaper said, "We will publish the results in Monday's paper". My name, I discovered would be known worldwide as The White Angel. Melissa was close to getting the. Formal sheer black dresses that would flare out at the bottom and were decorated with frills. Summer dresses that cling to her body like a second skin. My favorites were these little dresses she would wear that came all the way up to bottom of pert breasts and had bows that seemed to even further accent how statuesque and perfectly formed her supple boobs were. I would jerk my length for what seemed like hours as I watched her glide about the room. Her legs were absolutely incredible. I would.