It still amazed him. She yawned. The muscles under Dave's hand were suddenly taut. They relaxed as she gave a contented sigh. It was almost a purring ...oise."You know that always gets me wet, don't you?" she teased him. "You have the most amazing touch." She loved that about him. He could touch her anywhere and she would respond. More than that, she always felt loved when he touched her.She rolled onto her side, facing him. His arm slipped under her. He pulled her to him as their lips met. The. Parts could be altered as needed. He was part of it – but it was also his environment. He could bend it to his will – or break it. Time would tell.He wondered if his breakdown from two days ago had hurt his standing with the Confederacy. With his superiors. He wondered but he didn’t worry. He was who he was. What he was. They could take him or leave him. It made no difference to him. It might even prove to his advantage. He enjoyed being underestimated – it often proved a tactical advantage. If. Now this face is my face and most likely will be forever. This face,the face of a child, the face of a child girl, and the body of a child girl. I was once a young adult, fresh out of university, I was once a boy, I oncehad a girlfriend, and a family and friends, and looking for work, ready tobegin my life in the vast world of work.Now I am a child in primary school once more, with my entire secondary schooland university life ahead of me once again. Now I am a girl, without agirlfriend. My. And I'm quite happy to be here." She languished back, wiggling to encourage me to hold her tightly. "What do we do? We keep doing what we're doing." You like it." I love it. Johanna is in love. I have a reason to smile." Don't give me that!" I injected. "That was the very first thing I noticed. Well, there were a lot of things I noticed, but the smile was what ties them all together."She leaned her head back, rubbing it against my cheek. "You don't do badly yourself, Stoney." I smile more, too,.