It can take us to amazing sensual heights, or to our darkest deepest fantasies. I suppose that's how my story started. I still can't decide whether it...s an amazing sensual height, or if it's a deep dark fantasy.I guess I should start by telling you a little about myself. I'm 23 years old, white, five foot six inches tall. I have dirty blonde hair, and green eyes. I'm pretty busty, and feel somewhat sexy with my 36d-26-35 body. I've never had a problem attracting men. I'm somewhat adventurous,. The other side...are you pleased to see me, I’m quite proud I pulled it off...why did you leave me Alice?”“We’ll talk about it all, in time,” groaned Alice, rolling over and nuzzling her pillow. “Come on, don’t be a bore,” implored Lucinda.“There’s a certain overlap with the meatspace. I felt you out there. I could hear the click of your heels in my deepest recesses.”Lucinda snorted derisively.“You sound like a fucking horse,” said Alice.Lucinda clapped her hands with delight, “Now’s that my. “What the hell am I going to do?” She took a cold shower before she headed out, finding it impossible not to get herself off as she leaned against the wall. She’d done it a time or two since hormones had kicked in and even a few times when her and Brent had first hooked up. This was different though, making her tremble as she groaned Daniel’s name as she leaned weakly against the shower tiles after finding a hard release. “He can be a fantasy…that could work.” It had helped with Brent the. To her credit, Helen stayed up the whole time. Shetold me later that it wasn't because it was thefatherly way to wait. She just couldn't sleep withmy screaming.Dean finally fell asleep around four. Helen and Samput him to bed. As for Jennifer she awoke to helpwhen I announced my water broke. Ten minutes or soafter the first shock wore off she was back in bedfast asleep.Sam left at nine for the office to cancel all ofAmanda's scheduled appointments.After 18 hours of labor there was still no.