I stare at your back for several minutes. Imagining the feel of it. In the dim light your back looks like a field the morning after it snowed all nigh... and before anyone had tracked across it. I want to be the first one. I want to be the first to touch that freshness. That beauty. Have it for my own. I reach forward and my lips meet your skin, just below your left shoulder blade. Your skin is warm, like a bed on a stormy Sunday morning. I melt. I am touching you, but just the feel of your skin. It was totally off the chart and they ‘borrowed’ the laser from a couple colleagues in the next building as it was closest. Those colleagues came along to see what the fun was going to be so you can see they were all to blame.Things were fine until someone threw some iridium into the chamber and forgot to remove the latest test sample, osmium. No one really thought it would be a problem but they were already so far out side their experimental parameters that they didn’t care. It was fun.The. My butt was moving as if it was made out of jelly but it wasn't all that big. Yet my body had its curves to it. I looked very girlish. Not slutty in any way but I was classy just as little. Sweet and innocent, I could very well go with that, I thought while letting my hands run through my silky blonde hair down to my waist. I would have needed years to grow it that long and I could wrap up in it and relax all day without getting tired of it. I considered 'Emilia' not only a woman, but also a. But I need you more often than that. I know you have lots of ladies dying to get you between the legs. I know this for certain since several friends in the club have asked about you and what you were like in bed. I want to have a couple of threesomes with you soon. FMF and MFM. Can we arrange something for next week?Always your dearest pussy,Karen"I reply, " But of course my darling, just name the time and place and I will clear my appointments. I would love to be with you in any way you like,.