"How is it that we will feel no acceleration, if we must jump as you say, to a tremendous speed to cover that distance? Wouldn't we feel that?" Normal...y, yes, of course," Dee'rah replied. "But our engineers long ago devised methods to dampen the inertial effect. I assure you, we'll feel nothing but the slightest twinge, perhaps." How long will we be traveling, then? I remember it is a great distance; more than a quarter million miles, isn't it?" Approximately so, yes," Dee'rah answered. "Using. The crowd was enough to fill two of such buses and people sat on the top of the bus too( our college is in the outskirts and it is easier to go from there to KRS)We said we shall catch the next bus and waited. Another came and this one beat the earlier one with the degree of tilt. We left this one too and then decided that we shall stay at this place if this happens and decided we catch the next one in. We all were quite handsome( we are still :)) and were were all in neat jeans and tees with. His mother was gone, and she’d sent this ghostly pale mannequin instead.It coughed in its fist.“You look gorgeous,” the mother-doll said in a hoarse voice. “I saw you in Vogue, and in that beautiful Chanel commercial. I hardly recognized you – my son, so gorgeous. I’m so proud of you, darling. Please, why don’t you hold me?”She came a few steps closer on her patent leather Louboutins. Weren’t they the ones she’d worn when she took him to Norton’s? The ones that swung through the light like a. But then she looks up at me again and pulls me to her, kissing me soft and deep.The hand that was on my waist moves to my breast and she softly pinches my nipple between her fingers. I whimper in her mouth and pull back only a little; our mouths just a hair away from each other.Rolling my nipple between her fingers, she tangles her other hand in my hair and pulls me down to kiss the sensitive part of my neck. I moan again as her tongue swirls along the sweat-soaked skin, sucking it lightly past.