"That's exactly right," said Larry."But how did she know that?" asked Doug. "She wasn't in the room! I was!" That's what we're trying to tell you, Dou...," said Whitman. "Physically,you were in that room, but the part of you that remembers what happenednow resides in Ms. Link's brain." Whoa," said Tracy. "I'm suddenly feeling lightheaded." That's only natural," said the first whitecoat. "Your brain has justrecognized that it has all this new knowledge and is sorting through itat a very rapid. There he was. Still in those tiny speedos, sauntering along the boardwalk. A beach-bag dangling from his shoulder.He swayed his hips as he walked. Even from the front I could see the sensual movement of his hips and recalled the appeal of his tight little bum.He turned his head towards me and made a wry little smile.I lifted my sunglasses to my forehead and looked at him. Today I wasn't going to pretend a lack of interest. In fact, today I wanted him to know that I was very interested. He. Seeing those long legs of his fly toward me at high speed terrified me to the point where I felt my blood freeze in me veins. As luck would have it, my muscles froze along with it and I was left standing there, unable to move. Im dead! I thought as I saw the long-necked animal barrel toward me. But against all odds, instead of trampling me, the huge mammal came to a screeching halt mere feet ramming me. Though a relieved sigh escaped me, I knew I was far from safe. One simple kick would be. "Don't you thinkyou should correct that oversight in his education."And then he said the magic words. "He's thick and longand fucks ass like a young pit bull." Butch looked so awkward, shy and boyish that Ifound it just impossible to get mad at either of them.I know I should have at least pretended I was part ladyand not all whore, but my itch had been itching forhours and I wasn't in any mood to play games. I immediately broke out in shivers when I wassandwiched firmly between their two strong.