You go with it, since it actually feels pretty nice.Suddenly you feel your breathing quickening and your body getting warmer. As you look down your bo...y, you recognize that your nipples seem bigger and harder than usual. As you still wonder why, your hand is automatically drawn to them. The moment you touch it, you feel a rush through your whole body and a prickle in your breast. You start massaging your breast and feel your body getting warmer and warmer. Your breathing is getting even. Her attitude however was what burned me more than anything. She was proving herself to be what my parents were: snobbish, better than everyone else, above all others. I would find a way to prove her wrong."A few hours?" My voice was calm. Anything more and I would have been yelling. However, I couldn't keep the tension out of my eyes, the edges of my mouth. This woman had only suffered this for a few hours. A few hours of not seeing, not talking, not being able to show her anger, outrage, fear. I simply nodded dumbly.Sarah took a deep breath. She still looked me suspiciously, as if daring me to comment on her 'little episode.' She kept her eyes on my face for a second ... then nodded. "Good." She said. "Obviously this is all your fault anyway for imprinting yourself on an honest to god 'MIND CONTROL' chip. But if you think for a second that that was the real me you smug bastard then you've got another thing coming. I in no way wanted to act like that..." She stopped speaking mid. As I reach your steps, you hear my heels click on the wooden slats and you stand by the door waiting. My fingers drag across the door before curling into a fist. With an nervous intake of breath, I rap on the door…lightly at first…and firmer as I gain more confidence…As you open the door, I see your eyes look me over, they linger on the purple lace peeking out from the top of my dress…moving up to look me in the eyes. We stare at eachother for a moment. My eyes appear fiercely green and you.