You can watch their naked bodies as they walk by — you've seen so many of them stripped, you know what they'll be like. The only surprise now when y...u get them naked is whether they've had themselves tattooed. I wish they wouldn't do that though, it's much harder to shift the ones with marks — especially some of the designs. We had one we picked up a while back, had so little spare flesh we could barely find space to put a bar code on her."I nodded.Harry went on. "It's odd really. You stop. .' 'What colour are my eyes?' The question pricked me and I deflated. Her eyeballs rolled, distorting their closed shaded lids. 'Let me see them.' 'No. You're the writer. You decide. You've described them as green and blue. Which is it? Blue, green, or one of each? Make your mind up.' Momentarily perplexed, I realised I had no choice but to play along. 'Er... blue. Sapphire blue.' 'Sure? There's no going back!' 'Yes.' Lengthy lashes rose, lids peeled back and the twin gems sparkled. 'Good. The only thing they know is ‘must touch tits.’” I laughed. She did a pretty good caveman imitation, even though the tits in question were right in front of me and looked supremely touchable. She kept on with her diatribe that boys were simply too high maintenance for a girl with a future to deal with. Amanda had already decided that she was going to become a doctor. I listened as she talked. That seemed to be all she really wanted.While I listened, I looked at her.I saw at once both the little. Lucy had never thought about women before, making this first time seeing the twins nude – in her head – groping and ravaging her with sweet delicate fingers, wondering what their tender breasts pressing against her own would've felt so wonderful as she imagined.“Ahh... damn you, Amy,” she mumbled to herself, fingers sliding into her clit. “Nngh... hmmmh.”Lucy was beyond stopping herself. Her body grew hotter and hotter, her most erogenous area turning ever needier as the thoughts grew more.