I thoroughly enjoy the hunt, which is why, in a large degree, I write these stories of my experiences. Letting women, such as the ones I write about,...know that I am very real, and very intent on finding "her," the one who'll embody all the characters I write about. I go about the actual pursuit in ways that seem, as I choose, non threatening and elusive, such as broadcasting stories to the world of online readers. Sometimes I choose to pursue my pleasures with my "Corporate America" power. If she's being vague, there's a reason." Vorlon?" Zeb asked."Babylon 5." Victor responded. When Zebulon looked no more enlightened, Victor went on. "It's a science-fiction series from several years back. The Vorlons were an ancient race with advanced technology at least a million years beyond us." Oh." Zeb responded."Come on, Arnold, it's time to get back to training." Victor said."What's the lesson today?" Arnold asked."Long-distance psychokinesis." Victor responded. "Rooftop, five minutes.". Clearly, she was ready for what I wanted to do to her. I felt J's arms slide around me from behind; I felt her firm, full breasts pushing against my back. I was between two beautiful, willing women and the feeling was nearly indescribable. J slid her hands down my sides and around my waist. I felt her unbuckle my belt, and unbutton the top button on my Levis. I gave Jenn's nipples another pinch, marveling at how they felt bigger, and stuck out further than J's. I stopped my ministrations to. It wouldn’t last long. I had most everything already set-up for the party. Jarid and his girlfriend were doing the rest, but I had to get back to the house real soon. Damn teenyboppers, got no respect for older men.I was about to say something to Barry but he hadn’t returned. Was chatting up some cute 30’ish woman. Cute, no, damn gorgeous. Long, curly-blonde hair, bitchin’ figure, and legs. Damn! Those lean legs, boldly in view from the slit in her black silk dress: tanned, smooth and long as.