The hair on yourskin feels like it is being sucked back into your body. Feel the hairs re-enter your body while your stomach is flat as a board.You ar... no longer in control. Focus only on your breathing, the sound of my voice and the pictures. You body is mine to mold and manipulate. You can try to control it, but it doesn't work for you. You can try to think of other things, but you cannot. You feel your entire body changing and you cannot do anything about it.As you breathe, your skin becomes. We're just friends, I want you to know that. I've known them for years." Who's using the other ticket? You said you had four." I asked Nancy to go. She loves baseball so I asked her."Damn, I'm so stupid. I could easily sit through a game if I was with Ariel. I didn't want to act too down. We still had a movie to see. "Ariel, I don't hate sports, I'm just not good at playing them. If you ever want to go to another game, I would be glad to go with you. I've never been to a professional sports. I remember the public her, the little black dress that had the men drooling, queuing up in a long line for a simple dance with my gorgeous wife, the smile that lit the room and infected everyone with a joy of life and a lust for living. I remembered the envy others directed toward me, for simply being with her and I felt the pride, pride for having had her choose me for her partner. The pain rolled through my soul as I recalled the private woman, the girl who so casually cuddled her nude body. For Midge, this presented her with an opportunity to check out what Cricket had to offer. She already knew what Betty's attributes were. Though Betty knew that she wasn't a lesbian, she never the less enjoyed her experience with Midge the previous day and was also curious about Cricket. Cricket was beginning to feel a bit out of place seeing Betty and Midge check her out like this, and she couldn't understand why."Excuse me guys. I think I'll go to the washroom and dry off, " Cricket told them.