Back on Earth Christina had been horribly myopic. She'd worn heavy looking 'librarian' glasses. Here she had perfect vision like the rest of us, but t...at didn't matter. She still thought of herself as being 'bookish'. I planned on showing her different.We started off kissing and caressing. We did this for almost half an hour. In that time, my fingers never even drifted towards her sex. They played over her back and along her sides, they caressed her cheeks and ran through her tangle of hair,. I had spent as much time as possible over the holidays working on the first story, and was close to finishing it. This last semester was lighter than the previous one, and I anticipated having enough time to finish the story. I had entitled it "Chauncey O'Connell: An Irish Indentured Servant in the Colonies, 1762 to 1770." I had drawn most of the material from the first O'Connell diary, and used a part of the O'Day diaries to add some color and background to the story that I had created from. Aunty June had changed out of her pee-stained denim skirt into a tight,glossy black miniskirt that barely covered her plump womanly bottom,leaving most of her muscular thighs exposed. She has fabulous long legs,and discretely admired them as I shuffled into the kitchen. She wore thesame fluffy pink angora sweater, which tightly hugged her generous bust.She had changed footwear though, swapping her tan platform boots for anelegant pair of strappy black-patent sandals. She looked gorgeous -. I'm twenty-six, female, and though I'm not a raving beauty,I'm extremely sensual looking. For starters, I'm five footseven, weigh 131 pounds, and have a size 42 chest. I have a 24inch waist, my breasts look impressively large. I'm also luckyto have a nice, tight ass and pretty nice legs. But with my job, looking too sexy can be a realdisadvantage, so I usually dress down, covering up as best Ican. I wear my long red hair wound up in a bun on top of myhead, no make-up, .