He didn’t seem to breathe. “I have neighbors, you know.”“Are they young?” she asked, arching her back.“Very old.”“Good.” She was nea... his lips once more. “I think they deserve a little treat.”“I’ve never been good at sharing.”His hands went behind her neck to undo the clasp of her halter top bikini. Her top flopped down to reveal two very aware mounds of soft flesh, and she arranged her hair and wiggled a little to tempt him. Then she arched her back and felt him enclose cold hands over her. .. oh, that hunk of meat, Clay! It's too wonderful! Can we go back and look at that videotape you made?" Sure, darling, just promise me you won't leave your old daddy for one of those newer models." Never," she said, giving him a long lingering kiss.Then, his rummaging fingers had found the bud of her clitoris, and he pressed the button of her sex, the explosion of sensation in her causing her to clamp her thighs tightly together, clamping his hand closely against her, heightening her pleasure.. And like the randy airline stewardess she made it plain that she both enjoyed playing and that her intentions to play with me were right on the surface. I was too young to get involved in a serious romantic situation with a girl and so far, had never been bitten by the lovebug. So, I was looking forward to the sexual knowledge Colette said she was prepared to teach me. And in this new and unfamiliar position, I was standing naked beside my roommate’s bed with a pranging boner thinking, my. ..Or was she?There, in the city street, sobbing before him, was Mary Batson. Young, beautiful, petite and healthy. She had fought through hell and back and in a year's time, she recovered from the devastating fall that left her body shattered. But it wasn't enough. She wanted more. She wanted power. She wanted the power of Shazam back more than anything. And here she was, this pitiful wretch, begging him to share his power with her.Black Adam reached out and held her face in his hand. She.