. well, a sort of tickly, leg-huggingfeel, but nothing NASTY... Jeremy smiled slightly as he told himself tochill out, looking down at his legs and en...oying this totally newfeeling. He streached up on his toes, tugging up along the fabric all theway up his legs, then pulling the waist half-way up his torso. He smiledmore broadly this time, only feeling the now-pleasant tingle from histights-clad legs, not the 800,000 microscopically tiny nanites coursingthrough his body up to his head, with. Bernadette was different and shot me weird facial expression. She started to explain to me that she was spending quite a bit of time with Desirae. Bernadette mentioned that Desirae's husband, Eric was working a lot of overtime and not home very much. It seemed the girls were spending large amounts of time together because they were alone and bored. Bernadette mentioned that she and Desirae had been researching and exploring different aspects of sex. "You mean, you are bisexual?" "I guess so.. Mom is so lame. I'm a high school student! Sure, a freshman, but that doesn't mean I'm a little kid! Go buy a Halloween costume, Kristie, she told me. Get something nice, maybe win a prize.Lame, Mom. Really lame! A roomful of teenagers in Halloween costumes? Lamer! I mean, are we supposed to go trick or treat? You gave me twenty bucks, Mom. What kind of lame costume can I get for twenty bucks? Win a prize! Oh yeah, for sure! Lamest costume of the century!Behind her, Kristie heard a familiar. Ik voel mij naakt.Op een grote bank zitten drie vrouwen te praten. Als ze ons zienaankomen staan ze op. Stom verbaasd blijf ik staan. De oudste heb ik alontmoet, de twee anderen zijn jonger. Ergens begin de dertig en dejongste halverwege de twintig. Het zijn schoonheden. Ze dragen wel eensluier voor hun gezicht, maar die is van een voileachtige stof envolkomen doorzichtig. Maar hun verdere kleding. Ook de oudste draagt nugeen mantelpakje meer. Maar alle drie dragen ze een lange wijde japonvan.