"My mama would have done the same thing," Charise said softly, half-smiling at Laura from the side.Laura ran a finger down her arm, then back up to he... gleaming black shoulder. "God, I love your skin," she whispered.Charise smiled broadly. "Do you really? It's so black. A lot of people don't like that." Does it bother you that they call you Inky?"She shook her head. "Black is beautiful, right?" It sure is on you. I just want to lick your shoulder." Laura remembered licking Brandi's shoulder,. Still not feeling that strong yet, Natasha just hoped that she had given herself enough of the rads coats, shit she hadn't used it in over twenty years.With still 3 days to go the doctor had already reassembled the machine, although his first two tests had been complete failures, he had hope."Natasha," he started, "What was the reading on the first test?" I had a reading of only negative 10%, hardly worth mentioning." She replied"And the second?" he said looking at the energy flowing through. My first girlfriend from high school, Raquel, had a nearly perfect body. Everything about her made it impossible for me to refuse her desires. How I managed to get off with a girl fifty pounds overweight, a girl who had stretch marks on her body from rapid weight gain before ever bearing a child, was my ability to hide inside my fantasy world during sex. What I really wanted was an underwear model, but my imagination made it possible to settle. I thought I was using her back then. I probably. I felt so vulnerable, so small,...so unprotected, andloving the feeling of being exposed with his hand under my dress. this wasthe height of feeling feminine, I was certain. After what seemed like a long time, I went to the bathroom and cleanedas much of the mess up as I could. When I got back, Sam was laying on the bed, naked, with a silly grin,and, an ugly...fascinating...hard on. "If I heard you right, you said you wanted to suck my cock?" I smiled at him. "Sam, you heard me.