Such a quick kiss, almost tentative, but a fever spread instantly the uncertainty of the uncertainty of the new overtaken by an awakened need. Your sk...n is the moon. I've seen it from a distance, almost unreachable, a plain of fair smoothness. I've seen it up close. Have touched you for the first time on a twilight beach. Waves endlessly hissed from the shore. Bonfires in the distance, our friends drinking and laughing. My hand finds its way into yours like a reflex. You giggled when you. She was a bitplumber than Trine and had always envied her slim friend.?That?s right!?commented Liz as she overheard the girls ?I?ve decided to oven roast Kay andserve you over the barbecue, dear!??Oh?!? was allTrine could say.?Well, if youdon?t want to be roasted alive I can always have John chop your head offfirst!? suggested her mother.?No, I don?tthink so!? added Kay ?John was pretty insistent that we be prepared alive, alsofor the entertainment value at the party!??That?s okay,mom! You can. God! I could have got pregnant!"The reason for her reluctance to go any further was clear. A new strategy dawned in Justin's mind. If he could assure her she wouldn't get knocked up, well, he imagined the possibilities."Angela, I wouldn't get you pregnant!" he told her with as much conviction as he could manage.The truth is, if she'd 'yes' he'd never have hesitated and the Devil take the consequences."But that doesn't mean we still can't have a bit of fun," he told her.Giggling, she asked him. He was in a dark, windowless room; the one light bulb struggling to make an impact in the large area. It was damp and cool, probably a basement. He thought he could see a staircase in the gloom off to one side. The room appeared empty, apart from a straight back chair just far enough away to be hard to see, and the female straddling it.Amber was leaning over the back of the chair, her arms crossed, watching him. When she noticed he'd seen her, she stood up and moved toward him.His attention on.