She had to look down. The pages of the book were flipping madly."Oh my," said Alice, holding them in place. Then, her eyes fell on the subtitle Beth. ...he author had dedicated a whole page to her fantasy. She raised the book and began to read it:Dearest Helen,I'm still so thrilled by our shared experience that I can't keep myself from telling you. It was a sweet and wonderful love we had for that brief hour.You are delicious, my darling, with that satin-soft glowing skin and marvelous figure. I. I justcan't see spending the rest of my life sticking my arm upcows' asses."I giggled.He held out his snack bag to me, and as I took some, hesaid, "Can I ask you something?" Sure." How on earth do you manage with nails that long?" Oh, I'm used to them," I said, splaying my fingers todisplay them, "I've had them for a few years now and Ireally like them. They did take some getting used tothough!" I'll bet," he said with feeling, "Do you have to be reallycareful with them? Are there any things. His gaze rose to take in her bare midriff, belly button a deep dimple in the smooth skin. Above that her breasts strained at the striped shirt. Two handfuls of loveable flesh each, he thought to himself. A smile came to his lips, and he looked up, into the teenager’s face.Her mouth hung ajar, not agape but just enough to allow breathing. Her heart must be beating a mile a minute also. Wrinkles of worry scarred her forehead. Her eyes stared up at him, wide and wet. She seemed to be pleading.. ‘Just hold me, Gordon, please.’‘Of course,’ I said and buried my wet face in her hair. I just breathed through my emotions until I was settled a little.What she said next caught me unawares.‘Tell me about Su-Lin.’Su-Lin was the Chinese whore I had lived with for six weeks in Singapore when the ship I was working on had an extended dry-docking there.‘What do you want to know?’‘Everything. She must be quite a woman.’‘She was,’ I said. ‘She’s dead now. I got a letter from her daughter a few years.