Usng the same two fingers, I stared into her eyes in the mirror as I slid those fingers into my mouth and then slowly traced a path down the front of ...er throat on the other side, kissing and nibbling down the back on my side. She shuddered. “See? You are not cold; you only need someone to light the candle of desire. You have within yourself, all that is needed to make it into a firestorm that consumes all else!” My fingers slowly played across the expanse of her chest as it rose and fell. . Excessive drinking and experimenting with drugs led to lots of unprotected sex which resulted in her contracting HIV after a night she didn't even remember. Thanks to friends who wouldn't give up on her, she got sober, went back to school and helped start a local women's shelter in Washington County. She died at the age of thirty-six, much too young for someone with so much promise.After twenty-one years of marriage, Michael's wife filed for divorce. They were empty-nesters and with the. ?Right err, Ok, let me see? and she squirmed inside as his cold fingers cupped her boobs and gently squeezed.?Hmmmm, err nic? err good? he hefted each one a couple of times, squeezing as if testing ripe fruit.?I err think I need to make some measurements? and he rifled through a drawer pulling out a large pair of callipers. He opened them sliding them around each tit in turn, snuffling to himself as he recorded each measurement. Then the repeated each set of measurements on each nipple.He. What should I wear?" Black thong and a black bra." That's all?" Lose the bra, then." No! No, please, I didn't mean it that way Barry." No? You don't mind meeting a stranger wearing only your underwear?"Nicole hesitated."No ... I don't..." Why not?" Because ... I'm a slut." Then you won't mind showing him your tits." Barry ... please, just ... let me wear the bra."He ate a spoonful of cereal."You know what? Since you have trouble understanding my orders, why don't you just stay naked?"Nicole.