..licking downward. He lay there, his eyes closed, his every muscle twitching, his cock throbbing against his jeans. Oh how she was driving him compl...tely and utterly insane. He just wanted to throw her to the ground, , rip her jeans off and make wild hot love to her. He had never had anyone make him feel like that. She was driving him wild. She slid her hand down his jeans and the way he responded to her touch, oh my, she thought he was going to explode! She used her other hand to. Now I may be tiny but I have a generous amount of boobs. At 4'11 and 98lbs my boobs are a 30C. He engulfs my left boob with his warm mouth, I arch into him and moan. He switches to the right and I moan again, this time taking a firm grip on his hair. Who do you love slim? You, I reply. Who slim? You Damien, I love you my angel. Mmm that's a good girl. He stands then still holding me his hands firmly on my ass cheeks. Love Slim, that's what we have. Do you love me the most? He asks as he lays me. One night we went to San Francisco. He wanted to go to Fisherman’s Wharf but I nixed that because of my first kiss. His alternate was Italian fare in North Beach, away from tawdry Broadway and its Red Balloon with sidewalk slide and Carol Doda’s swing roost.He’d dressed me in a short red sequin dress. After dinner, flush with drinking, we walked out to the fog hand in hand. The valet ran to retrieve his Porsche, revved the engine as he returned, parked with a little squeal of tires, jumped. Oh, and for those of you that have read the ‘Stock’ series, there’s a small surprise for you within the first chapter. Copyright 2002 * * * * * Chapter 1 It worked. John lifted the small vial filled with a clear syrup to the overhead lamp and looked at it. After only two years of research he had been able to accomplish what everyone else had considered impossible. Just then the stainless steel double doors to his lab burst open and a troupe of security guards and the Vice-President to.