"Kara had her mitts on Querl (Braniac 5's real name)right from the start. And besides, I was already sweet on your dad." It'sfun for me to daydream, b...t frankly, I think dad and mom would have majorstrokes if I even came home with a boyfriend with brown skin, let alonegreen. It's not that they're prejudiced or anything. It's just that theyare SOOO traditional.You know, I think Brainiac 5 is a big reason why Kara seems to spend moretime in the 30th century than the 20th. Maybe that and the fact. Over lunch I found out a lot about her. She was also divorced and a lot older than she looked, 38, just 8 years my junior. Her daughter was away at school, one of the prestigious women's colleges in Virginia. Like me, she was also divorced but had been for 15 years. When I remarked that it was uncommon for a woman as attractive as her to remain single so long she put me straight in a hurry. "I don't need a man to take care of me. That's the problem, they all want to smother you and refuse to. “I’ve turned down the Prom King, the Student Council President and even a teacher, for God’s sake. All of them were convinced that they could be the one to woo their way into my little thong panties. That’s a preview, by the way. I’ll be wearing little black thong panties the night I finally do the deed.”Brock didn’t take the bait.“Don’t you want to know?” Merie asked. “I bet you want to know, don’t you? If you ask me, I’ll tell you.”Brock was silent.“If you ask me, I’ll show you,” she tried. Amid the red of the rest of her body her pussy stood out in a rich and soft light brown, part of her Asian genetics that turns me on, almost as if she is permanently, softly tan there. Really quite beautiful.I inhaled. Could I do less? I am so turned on by scent, and she has such a scent where I am held nearly immobile taking it in. I put my nose in close, followed by my mouth until I touched her. My lips kissed her then, my tongue slipped out from my lips and lightly grazed hers. I remembered.