She was wearing a blouse with those sorts of sleeves that are more like fans or cut flaps so you can easily see her shoulders and underarms if you wer... looking. And I was looking. She had dark hair and through these fan sleeves (or whatever they're called) I saw even darker hair under her armpits. They looked very much like my own underarms in terms of color and amount of hair, which didn't surprise me because, ironically, I've never been all that hairy of a guy. But for a female it was quite. .." I mumbled, while slowly backing towards the door. Then she was there, Spectra in front of me, as naked and as glorious as in her profile images. My knees turned to jelly and my panties were suddenly soaked.She walked towards me, saying, "Hello Princess, are you here to see me?" and put her hand on my cheek. My breath caught in my throat. A few moments passed, and then my head nodded vigorously, all on its own, like an unconscious reflex action. Spectra smiled, and then bowed her head and. I gave my consent, of course. She told me that their bodies fit together nicely, and that she enjoyed being close to a man who is bigger and stronger than me. I'm more the erudite gentleman, which she prefers for day to day life. But quite understandably, she sometimes craves that extra shot of testosterone.And then she offered another exciting detail: While they were dancing, she noticed that he was getting an erection. She pushed herself a little closer to him, partly to show her approval and. . " I tried to ask what she meant, but she cut me off halfway andkissed me on the lips.I don't know if it was the drugs, the fact that I actually liked her, orthe fact that nothing about that night was making sense, but I returnedthe kiss and we went on kissing for minutes. I was aware of the presenceof the other girls around us, cheering, but all I could feel was lovefor Kimiko. When we broke the kiss, we looked towards the kitchen and wesaw Angela making out with Brigitte, while Lisa was.