But this was impossible! It could not be. I stood, motionless as the figure continued to reveal itself. Standing before me was my love, my Marina. ...Her body was covered in a bright silver skin but her face, her hair…there was no mistaking it. Every fiber of my being could not comprehend this…it…she was an artificial creation but it was her, it was my Marina.She seemed to hesitate and then stopped just a few feet in front of me. I started to reach out, wanting to touch her face. I needed. Now Brad will have something to watch bouncing beside the tennis ball.”“That’s no fair!” Kim exclaimed. “I don’t have any boobs, let alone boobs that bounce.” She thought for a moment, then stripped off both the shirt and shorts, taking down her bikini with them, leaving her naked except for her shoes and socks.“That’s an unfair escalation!” Carol declared. “All I did was take off my top.”“That’s true,” Kim countered, “but my shorts were sopping, too.” With her nose in the air she sniffed,. Had it been my kid, I suppose I might have done the same thing. So, I did what I could at the moment. I bluffed."Mrs. Shipley, I don't want to seem ungrateful but ... well-as you already know, I'm not exactly legal." I blushed. I could feel the blood suffuse into my cheeks. It was truly embarrassing to have to say. At least I didn't have to act."You are now dear!" she declared and smiled. She pulled a small chip card and a card reader out of the top pocket of her coat like a magician doing a. ." I said, as though I had just figured out the formula for storing kinetic energy. "Is she that pretty blond girl from down the street? The German family?" I'll never kiss and tell" my wife added with a smile. "Not even to you!" Well, if it is her", I added, "she is very hot! Wait, aren't there two girls in that family? One is shorter, with that killer bod. The other is taller and honestly, not quite as cute. Please tell me it was the shorter, cuter one?"Again" my wife replied, between licking.