I guess I felt once you knew that, you just accepted it, it was her nature as a stacked blonde. She'd string an appealing guy like Steve along, he (or...I) would be lucky to get our tongues as far as a firmly clamped row of teeth and no touching those perfect D cups, and meanwhile she'd select some dullard she could totally dominate and shag the shit out of him. Oh, and she had a fiance in the Air Force somewhere. Safely far enough away that he didn't have to know what she was up to.Well, so with. "I need to give her adrenalin." Rachel was clutching at the Doctors arm, choking and looking wild eyed in terror.Rachel passed out before the Guard got back. The Doc grabbed her bag and grabbed a hypodermic, using it to administer supposedly, adrenalin, actually a glucose solution that would do no further harm. But then neither the Guard nor Rachel knew that the effect of the drugs would wear off quite quickly anyway.She recovered in the Prep Centre's clinic, laying on a bed, a glucose drip in. The bikini wasn’t completely dry. I could still discern the alluring shadow of dark pubic hair in the centre and the hint of her cleft.She turned me on a lot. With her sweet, still immature face and sexy blossoming body, she exuded an innocent, sylphic sexuality that appealed to me. Unfortunately, sun and heat dried her bikini, the hints of her body underneath vanishing.“I’ve been thinking about it. I think you should clean out your study, go through everything, then remove all the furniture. My wife placed her head on my shoulder as I leaned down into her breathing her perfume." I told Cris what you were doing under the table."I was a little shocked that she did this but honestly didn't care." What did she say?" She thought it was great and told me she wished she could find someone to do that to her. Once in high school she had a date with a guy who kissed her feet and sucked her toes and she loved it. Her current boyfriend won't go near them." Hey what can I say, us foot guys are.