"Yes of course," I said. "Who wouldn't?" Well he didn't think so - he wanted some changes made in my look," shesaid without actually saying what he wa...ted."Pardon for me saying so but you already look gorgeous and whateverchanges he had in mind wouldn't be worth it. You don't really needanything done that I can see," I declared gallantly. "But what did hehave in mind?"Sitting opposite I could see that her body was already incrediblycurvaceous, which was a first clue that it wasn't all natural.. . . am I going up or down? Feel the vest . . . is it inflated? Yes? Good, gotta be going up. Light? Is that light? Your head breaks the surface, and water coats the dark gray plastic of your helmet’s visor, creating fluidly shifting prisms of light in your eyes, and the breath you’ve been holding bursts forth in a spasm of cough and the overwhelming need to vomit. You feel something tugging at your waste, and you’re afraid to look, afraid of the dark shapes you know are just out of sight, never. Emily quickly shed panties and bra and stepped under the shower.An hour later, after a few hasty bites to eat, the two girls walked the short distance to the dinner hall. They were early. The music had not even started yet and they laughed about their lack of cool. What could they do? They were freshmen after all and they were supposed to be a little dorky.The dinner hall filled slowly, and a junior by the name of Walt Mason took over the DJ duties. At first Emily and Julia danced together. Few. She had long since created an image of the woman in her mind; black hair, small pert tits and a shaved pussy to match her own, their tongues licking one another’s crack as they fucked in a ‘69’.Laura wondered if the soldier could be persuaded to engage in some ‘wet’ love prior to their intercourse, seeing in her mind’s eye the woman’s piss flaps parted to release a wonderfully hot stream of clear flowing pee. It was a pleasing fantasy to help pass the time, their pace slow and laboured as they.