It was long sleek and straight naturally with a hint of copper through the brown. My facial features on my pale face was gentle and almost childlike.... I had a heart shaped face with big blue eyes being the most prominent feature. My lips always tilted up at one side, creating a permanent expression I can only describe as a smirk. I had a full bottom lip but a slightly thinner on the top. I suppose I was pretty, I just did not see the attraction boys seemed to have these days. I had never. Bob saw me just sitting there and, "Get over next to that fuckin' nigger too" he demanded of me. I moved over to the other side of Elysha, leaned all the way down and started kissing her as Joan pulled back, relishing in her soft and tender lips, sticking my tongue into her mouth and trading sucking on each other's tongues as I tried to play with her tits as well. I could feel her reach up and take hold of my hanging tit and squeezing it hard and pulling on my nipple. The moans came easily as. What a weird name I thought. I giggled initially when I first heard him say it with that friendly Texan accent of his. He had the most angelic looking gray eyes I had ever seen. He always called me Laine, a shortened version of my actual name, Alaina. It was a slow night that day at the bar. We were one of the few people in there. Now that I think about it I don’t know why I was all sad. A 21 year old fairly attractive girl like myself was in such a funk. Hard for the me today to believe. We. No wonder Carol's and my personalities have been so passive; you're so discouraging of anything that you fear might possibly hurt us. I wouldn't DREAM of hurting Carol and this is EASY for me!"They seemed abashed enough, so I said, "We'll be back in a minute or two."With just Carol and me to lift, I could create a platform with a couple of handrails to make Carol feel secure and still have 1 g of upward acceleration. I hugged Carol tightly in a way that'd support her body when we accelerated. I.