.. hot too."Laura unbuttoned two more buttons of the sweater. "I love your smooth skin," Laura whispered. "I love to kiss you here... and here."She ki...sed April's throat again, dropping her lips, opening another button. Now her lips could reach the cleavage between April's small breasts. She kissed it and opened two more buttons. Now April's sweater was almost completely unbuttoned."You should have worn one that fastens in the front," Laura murmured to her, kissing the swelling portions of. That I even remembered the conversation amazed me. I rarely remember anything beyond the moment of occurrence unless I consciously force myself to. It makes it tough sometimes, which is why I will often write down important commands that I might only use once or twice but are critical to keeping things going. I have a sieve for a memory and I admit it, but I would have known her in a crowded room. She looked like her picture and yet she did not. Black hair cut short in the front but collar. Not wanting deadly skills to be automatic, I blunted my edge by training myself to differentiate, so I wouldn’t react deadly to some moron’s practical joke. Even if it was Freddy K. jumping out of the bushes, if his talons were rubber and not sharp steel, I would put him down gently.I mean really, I was immortal now anyway, and didn’t need any life sentences. I can just guess how my buddy ol pal would act to fulfill it’s raison d’être. shudderBut no worries, I had a blessing too, and although. For some reason, I reached out and lowered his underwear to his ankles, and asked him to step out of his trousers and briefs. This left him standing in front of my nurse and me completely naked. As he stood there I momentarily felt a bit of power over him, but diverted my eyes as I reached out and began to delicately fondle his scrotum, feeling for any bumps on his egg-sized balls. I rolled them gently between my fingers, fully conscious of their enormous size as I cupped and fondled them. I.