She continued to graze though the documents.She stopped as she found a large manila envelope in with the executive summary files. It was sealed, and a...dressed to her — the writing even crossing the seal of the envelope as a protection against tampering. "Something I would do," she thought. A double-take at the writing made it even clearer — it was in her own handwriting. She tore open the envelope to find a hand-labeled videotape inside — again in her own hand.Her curiosity was intense as she. She stood self-consciously before him."Beautiful," whispered Mark drinking in her curves, her proud breasts and her flawless skin, "truly beautiful. Turn round, Serena, my sweet."She did so and Mark marvelled again at her curves, her tight bottom and well muscled legs. There was not an ounce of surplus fat on her but she certainly was not thin. She was a beautiful girl in peak physical condition."Come to me, you goddess," he said softly lifting the bedclothes. With a squeak of joy Serena leapt. It was almost like having a man there beside me. But that feeling also reminded me of how long it had been since a man had actually lain there beside me. The nagging yearning I felt was feeling stronger every day and feeling a warm body beside me made that hunger even more tangible and alive. I went to sleep like that hugging him. I'd awaken when he moved, half asleep and run my hand over his soft fur and it was almost comforting feeling him, knowing I wasn’t alone. I felt, well, safe! . .." I don't think so, sometimes. Susan and I talk, and sometimes some other girls, and we know that there's "good" and there's "good enough for NOW" as far as guys are concerned. Me and Susan ... Susan and I, we figure we're pretty far into 'good enough for now' for a lot of guys." You have some very philosophical discussions, don't you?" I said."We're trying to figure out the way the world works, Alan. Susan's smart. You tell me I'm smart..." Thirty-two ACT. You ARE smart..." I was saying,".