She spoke to him as the car swerved onto the interstateonramp."Your fate is sealed. Punishment will be consistent with the crime.", wasthe comment of ...ightblade.But, it was Lisa, the human part of Nighblade, that chose to answer hisoriginal question."One last thing before our palaver ends. My name is Nightblade, and toparaphrase: I'm your worse nightmare."His reply to that was a re-doubling of his struggles to free himself.The car picked up speed on the highway, and, as it drove away from. Well, I don't remember. But it was...intense..." she said.Her voice was beginning to get a little breathier, a little more erotic."So...I woke up and...I was kind of...groping her." she admitted quietly."What do you mean?" I asked."I was like, grabbing her boob and...and rubbing myself against her leg..." she said."Shit." I said.I started laughing."Shit, really?" I laughed, "What'd she do?" It's not funny!" she said, but she was fighting a smile. "She woke up a second after I did, and she was. Second of the day. Her nipple wasn't hard so I very carefully teased it till it jutted out a full three quarters of an inch. I had always been mesmerized by her long nipples that made a bump under most of her tops. I would sneak glances every chance I got. I stumbled back and began jacking off with total abandon. I knew she was took drunk to wake up and at the point I really didn't care. When I came, I came hard. The release was so absolutely thrilling that it almost caused me to pass out. I. ..Two." I was actually going to switch bodies with my best friend's48-year old mother."...Three!" Make me Susan." Make me Sam," we said simultaneously.Almost like watching oil shift colors in the breeze, the shadesconnecting the indentations began to pulsate into one another. Redswere colliding with blues, forming beautiful shades of purple, which wasoffset by veins of yellow and black rolling through the middle. Thetalisman felt slick, cool on my fingers. That's when it hit me. Myvision.