Even HIS flesh looked sexy, as the sungleamed off the muscles that were tensing and relaxing….as his arms and legsworked that bike up the hill… Ye... it was NOTHING compared to the body ofBarbi…..and WHY? Simple….because this wonderful young woman was in fact ablack woman….Not pure black, but her flesh was the color of darkcoffee…with just a twinge of cream…. And as each muscle of her bodytensed, strove to move that bicycle along the narrow country road, the bright,burning sun gleamed off her. By the time we hit the field, I was ready to play, no matter what. As the defense took the field for the first time, I was not called out. Strange I thought, but I kept silent waiting on my number to be called. By halftime, I was still sitting on the bench in the same spot. I had no idea what to think as we went in for halftime tied at 10-10. Once again the coaches were verbally aggressive, pointing out missed opportunities to score. We had played pretty well defensively, only allowing ten. Snap out of it! I want Petra back. I don't want to sleep with acontented cow every night, talk to me. Excite me, fuck me!" I gaped a little stupidly at my wife as my mind tried to understand whatwas upsetting her. Somehow, my cognitive skills just didn't seem able tomake that important step and I was lost for words. Instead I startedcrying and suddenly Judith was all attention and apology."Oh I'm sorry darling! Oh don't cry. I'm sorry, it's just that, - well,- you haven't been that. “Yeah, I have!”Mac set her down. “Naked, as usual, I see.”“I can’t fly with clothes on,” Lisa explained.“I felt the quakes,” Mac said, changing the subject. “How did it go? Did you have any problems now that you…”“Nope!” Lisa interrupted. “If anything, handling power is easier now! I don’t have to concern myself with letting too much out at one time. I never really knew how much concentration it took to hold all that inside me.”“Can you still flame?” he asked.Lisa’s shoulders slumped just a.