There might be a small imperfection here andthere, but that makes me love you just more. You are a natural beauty.No silly silicon breasts - which ALW...YS look so ridiculous and fake.Yours are the right size and soft and fit to you so sweet. The crinklesaround your eyes show me your mood. They emphasis your smile and youlaughter and your loving looks at me. Your small mound makes your bellyso soft and it is like coming home when I lay my head upon it. I can'ttell the many things I love about you. There is no greater high for me. No drug could ever come close to giving me this feeling. Heroin, cocaine, pot ... could never do this for me. I need to be watched. Crave to be watched. How many eyes will be raking over my body tonight? How many hands will reach out to touch me? How many cocks will burn to fuck me? This adrenaline rush is insane.Curtain rises. I sashay into the box, fronted with a plexiglass window. This is my stage for the next ten minutes - my intimate fuck-space. You absorb. I opened it up to so only I could see the inside and I read the card I pretended she had wrote aloud – Happy birthday son, I hope you dont mind if I buy you a present thats as much for me as it is for you. I feel like we dont spend as much time together as we should so anytime you want to play a game with me heres some toys we can use, remember, youre never too old for toys! Love Mom. Linda was completely stunned at this point, she clearly couldnt figure out why I would do something like this. The Sarge had pulled himself to the barns high wall and through a broken plank he could see into the courtyard. The bugs were loading the huge howitzer with the shell like cocoons. He saw one wriggle as it was lifted carefully into place and he had an awful feeling something or someone was inside it. Moments later with a deafening roar the pod cleared the muzzle traveling incredibly fast. He had heard about projects involving 'rail guns' designed to launch satellites. These were electromagnetic.