Beautiful arches over my eyes, enhancing the gaze from my hazel eyes. My lashes were colored black and standing full in the light, my skin was pure an... softly shining like silk, but the rest of my face... My eyelids were puffy and red. Erika told me she had tattooed my eyelids and lips. Jesus Christ! For the rest of my natural life the eyes would not be without a black stripe just at the bottom of the lids. Many women just applied that with eye liner, but poor Giselle was marked for life.My. ."Quinton remained silent, his face introspective."Coffee or a soft drink?" Dave asked Alesha as he put down a cup for Jesse and Quinton, knowing they would drink coffee."Coke," Alesha said.When Bill had poured the coffee and Dave had gotten Alesha her coke, Jeff spoke up. "This is long overdue, but you guys haven't been around much lately. The two of you saved Joyce's life, and for that I'll be forever in your debt. All I can do is ask you to trust me. This block will make certain you never. Phoebe struggled but could not quite make contact. I was fascinated watching them.Their parents finally noticed my lack of attention and turned to see what was distracting me.Chrissy: Girls, stop that this instant! If you cannot behave, go inside!They slowly went inside, giggling all the way under their parents’ stern gaze.Hank: I’ve never seen such long tongues. Is that a family thing?Chrissy glanced at her husband and then slowly stuck out her tongue and touched her chin. Yep!A few days. “You know what I would do…” I began a monologue that I later wish I had managed to record somehow, “I would want you on that seat right there. I would want to get on top of you. I would then press my face into your bosom and smell the hell out of that perfect pair of breasts, from over your tight white top, the black laced bra underneath, and that bare skin. God they have teased me! I would smell the hell out of you. I would stop short of tearing apart your top, let my hands go reckless all.