I opened my eyes and sat up, or rather, tried to.I didn't know what to think.Between the strands of long, curly black hair that hung down over my eyes... I looked down upon a body that couldn't have been mine... yet was. I could feel the cold bathtub surface on the sides of the knees, the bottoms of the feet, and it felt like so much more underneath me. I fixated, staring at the large breasts, the huge areola and immensely thick nipples that capped them... And the belly. That's when I made the. .. he didn’t touch my hair. It just... happened when we kissed?” Stephanie frowned, isolating the pink locks again. “Just ’happened’ when you kissed, huh? Truuust me, if I lit up in technicolor every time I kissed someone, I’d look like a pride parade by now. Are you for serious? ...Just what are you supposed to be, anyways?” “Uh,” Stephanie sputtered, flooding with embarrassment. She had never made a habit of talking to strangers in restrooms, this was turning into a particularly odd day.. Suddenly I noticed something pink under Pankaj’s pillow. I checked it, it was Anjali’s panty. She must have left it there and ran into the bathroom in a hurry when I had rung the call bell. It was a pink lace thong. I smelt it and was out of the world. I could not resist wearing it. I had sex chat on the internet while wearing it the entire time.Later in the night Pankaj and Anjali came back. They were a little drunk. Pankaj slept as soon as he came in. Anjali was in no mood to sleep. She. " She squeezedCassie's hand."I'm to blame somewhat for your promiscuity, it's ingrained in you dueto the intense training I had you undertake during your FBI induction asan undercover agent." But you also have ingrained within you a devout sense of righteousnessand compassion and it's one of the reasons I fell in love with you." Anyway when we got back together, we couldn't just sit on the porch andgrow old or ride motorcycles all over the world; we both have specialskills that are intrinsic.