."The voice went on as I gained control of my breathing, felt the panickedshaking subside, my pounding heartbeat slow. And that's when I felt it,or ra...her the absence of it.Pain. The ache of it constantly radiating from my bones, peppered withsharp lines of fire when I moved or was jostled, the sharp claws thatdug into my ribs when I took in more than a shallow breath, my ever-worsening companion for the past few years of my life.It was gone.Not gone into the hazed numbness of narcotics, but. You are the first to arrive, so I have not had a chance to 'get used' to the feeling; I hope it diminishes over time, as I anticipate there will be many more such meetings in the future."On a related note," she continued, "we have devised a strategy to help keep you all straight that does not depend on the colors of your garments; please select the badge with your residence code and affix it to your shirt. We tried to select the proper balance between readability at a conversational distance. You waste no time sucking it into your mouth and flick your tongue back and forth, pulling my hips closer to your mouth. I can't stop the moans from escaping, feeling the firm swipes of your tongue on me. It won't take too long for me to cum that way, and after years of being together, you know just how to drive me wild and get me off quick with a few well placed flicks of your talented tongue. I can feel the tremors start, and my legs begin to shake as I moan over and over again as you change. But they too couldn’t satisfy me. I ran into the same problem, that of knowing too less about their bodies as I had met them only once or twice.Time passed by and and the much awaited break came. I was excited I would meet my mother and get to taste the delicious home food she had prepared. As my mom bent over to serve the dishes that day, I noticed her cleavage. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Two fair soft fresh fruits pressed together to form between them – the most.