Castinghim, my love, in light and shadow as strawberry color somehow, and wehold and are together. Nothing in the world will split us apart. We haveco...nted each other's cells. We have paced the thoughts in the topographyof each other's brains so brazenly, so carefully, so artfully, that weknow the very grooves of each other's brain.We remember c***dhood together. We remember the first time we saw eachother in the seventh grade and knew we were destined forever, blond andblond, and hopeless with. Truly. We were almost the same height, and with a little bending and prodding, we could do it freestanding, in the middle of the room. There's something about the way he could position himself, and the way I could wriggle that is beyond description. And to orgasm, standing, naked, in the middle of the room, well that's what I want. And a girl has to get what she wants. It's a new millennium, after all.The only problem was, he was also a liar, a cheat, and a bastard. It got to the point where. I saw a small gathering of people in roadway passing through the village. My ancestry was a mix of nationalities, common for Brazilians, with European, Spanish, Portuguese, and Indian mixed over the generations. Compared to these people, my skin was light, even if it could otherwise be considered brown by most descriptions. The people watching, the people of the village, were essentially naked, too. Somehow, though, my standing before them made me feel especially exposed. I came here blindly,. " Or maybe they just got tired of your sexist policies. I'm talking about agirl named Bambi." Oh, yeah. The big-tittied slut with the attitude problem." Do you happen to remember her last name?" Nope." Figures. It was Welker." So?" Allow me to introduce myself with my full name. Not that you would'vecared a few minutes ago. My name is Jenny WELKER. I'm Bambi's sister."Jack gulped. "Are you gonna hurt me?" Oh, no. I'm simply going to give you a chance to prove you're right." What do you.