The caress of my fingernails over the smooth flesh above the tops of my stockings made me shiver. My upper teeth trapped my lower lip and I somehow st...fled a moan as those fingers found my crotch, devoid of underwear, and nearly devoid of hair save for the narrow neatly trimmed strip an inch wide directly above my cunt.I remember wondering why I was without panties and checked the date at the bottom of the computer. September 23. An odd numbered day in the month. A panty free day, just as it. A quick glance at the counter confirmed it. Forty seconds on the dot, and he already had a growing headache. With nitrogen racing to the engines, the machine was forced to a breakneck pace in seconds, turning faster and faster, humming deafeningly as it spun. The g-forces increased with each revolution, as did the pain in his head. Richard had constructed his seat on a series of bearings that allowed it to move proportionately to the machine. Acting as a sort of free-moving gear ratio, it. I tipped the scales at a little over 200 pounds.My two year old sport coat was too small to button. My shirt collars were too tight. I felt like Tyler Madden last summer in the T-shirts I had now. They were about two sizes too small.Thankfully Mom and Dad agreed that they would pay for my clothing while I was I college. Mom wanted me to get myself a nice suit to wear at Aaron's wedding and other special occasions that might come up. Dad told me to charge it to my credit card and give him the. "What do you want for your birthday this year, Rachel?" World peace. Or a pony." I joked. We settled on Kittens.Two weeks later, I was the proud owner of a pair of 9 week old baby girls whom I fell madly in love with at first sight. It’s no exaggeration to say that they saved my life. They filled my little apartment room with life and joy, getting into everything, keeping me awake at night with their antics. How nice it must be, to be so carefree, to not having any worries, no needs other then.