And in fact that was exactly what she loved to do in her spare time. Until a few months ago Liz was a registered nurse at the Irvine Care Center. She...had been in charge of the graveyard shift. It was there that Liz was with me every evening for months. I had lived in a world of darkness because I couldn’t open my eyes without help. I could see light if a doctor or nurse held my eyelids open but even then I couldn’t focus and everything was a blur. I didn’t need my eyes to function for me to. ‘This is how it begins,’ just as she had in the temple, she raised her hands to his cheeks and pulled his face down. Slowly, lingeringly, she kissed his mouth. Her lips opened and her tongue flickered across his lips. Hesitantly, he opened his mouth, and her tongue entered, playfully flicking across his, running across his teeth. She pulled it back, and was filled with joy as his tongue took the initiative and followed hers into her mouth. The two danced together and she could feel his manhood,. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-88”.***Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…I was visiting my father. I always loved to spend time there as it reminded me of my childhood. But the true reason for my visit was slightly. Unsurprisingly it was Christine and, almost predictably, she allowed herself in wearing her now trademark long overcoat. At best she would have underwear beneath, at worst (or even better depending how you view it) nothing at all. The door was barely shut when she opened her coat to reveal the latter. Damn she looked good. Her tits looked more pert than ever and he pussy was freshly shaven. She wore bright red lipstick and as I looked at her and thought of how much I wanted the lipstick all.