"I am not going to wear your panties." Come on! Who's gonna know? It's just you and me here, and I want you totry them on." She glared at me. She was ...triking, standing there naked. She stood about six feet tall,the same height as me. Her red hair was free, falling just past hershoulders. It wasn't overly firey in color, nor was it muted. It was aperfect combination of the two. Her skin was soft and glowing. She tookmeticulous care of her skin, applying various creams in the morning andat. There’s too much risk someone might discover our abilities if we submitted to a DNA analysis. I’m guessing the last thing we’d want is for someone to steal the secret to these abilities.”“Frankly, I’m more concerned with someone learning we even have something unusual about us,” Gary said, “as it would focus an unhealthy interest on us. We’re better off remaining under the radar. Way under the radar!”“Still, Be is right,” Delilah said. “If someone had access to such knowledge and technology,. "Y'all do any country western numbers?'' she inquired.By way of making amends she offered to buy us more beer which I readily agreed to if she might could spring for Bud this time out.''Give me a few shakes to make myself presentable and we can run into town right quick and grab up some brews,'' she said.''We'll be hanging here like a hair on a biscuit, Ma'am,'' I retorted.The hilarity that followed mocking her most particular wardrobe and a few passes all around of the bong was all the time it. She was looking around to see what else the school might offer. Many of the k**s in that first class chatter with each other as they walk out. They talked about how hot it all was, others talk about how they would never be able to get up and strip in front of everyone. Of course several of the boys babbled about how they wanted to nail Kimberly the teacher’s assistant, because she was so damn sexy.The shy girl with the long black hair just shuffles along at the back of the pack, following.