My hand travels from your cheek down to your breast. Damn, I can feel your nipple through your shirt. I feel your hand shyly close over my breast and ...t’s like a lightening bolt straight to my pussy. 'Oh my!' I slowly massage your breast… anticipating more… My heart races as your hand traces to the bottom of my shirt. You hesitate… how to make you keep going??? Epiphany… I lean back and take my shirt off completely. No fair… you still have yours on… So, I hesitantly pull at the hem of your. It felt good when some on touched them. It was also fun playing with them. Sometimes we used to play with each other's boobs and lightly touch them or say fondle them.We had a number of boys too in the class; Some of them were strong virile young men whose blood was hot and the cocks ever ready to get stiff and hard. Two of them used to be friendly with us and whenever time permits -- they used to come to us, talk to us, insist on moving with us. They were good boys and we liked them as it. She can’t die fifty-five years too soon.” Beca and Rachel were the only ones I’d told the truth to about my previous life. They understood better than anyone could what I was talking about.“I’m so sorry, honey,” Rachel said. She leaned over to kiss me gently, our lips a salty mix of tears. When she pulled away, Beca took her place. She cuddled her head against my cheek without saying anything. A nurse came into the room and I wondered if the girls had called her when I woke up. I didn’t see a. Ten of thepledges got one kind, lets call it MM-1. Only one pledge got the other,FF-2. What these viruses did for the ten pledges was fantastic. The othervirus did something unimaginably horrible to the victim.After the discovery of DNA in the early nineteen fifties, the DefenseDepartment worked on developing ways to manipulate DNA and possiblecreate an enhanced soldier. The viruses work on a sub-cellular level.After months of exposure, they get into each cell in the body andrearrange the.