I moved my hand up to cup her vulva, running a finger between her labia. She was hot, wet, and felt really good. I moaned as I slipped a finger slowly...into her, feeling how tight she was. "I'm still a virgin" she moaned as I started to caress her clit with my thumb. I eased my middle finger all the way inside, and she felt so good around my finger. Probably the tightest girl I had my finger inside of since Junior High.As I moved to her other breast, she moaned how she had been wanting me all. Benjamin looked hale and handsome having lost most of his pudginess. Melissa looked gorgeous and had become unmistakably a woman. She had us sit at the dining room table and fed us eggplant mousaka--a bit over spiced but delicious.At six the doorbell chimed. A tall thin African stood in a cheap suit and tie selling the word of god--a Jehovah's Witness. The timing made me skeptical and he proved me right. "I'm not interested," I said."Believe me," said the African suddenly sounding like a. She looked up at Nick, and saw the smile leave his face. She was so tired, physically, emotionally, mentally exhausted. She hadn't expected to feel so much for the victims, had thought that she could hold it away from herself and not feel connected. But how do you not see the violence that is done to another living human being and not feel for the victim? And how had Nick seen this as many times as she could imagine he had and not let it get to him?She didn't know, and she didn't know if she. Lichen, or Ed as I hear he likes to be called, is youre worst enemy. His IQ was last measured at 158l, he also has a photographic memory. That makes him smarter than everyone in this room combined. The class grew quiet and several looks were thrown back at him. Ed nearly died. The rest of the class passed uneventfully, without discussion from anyone. The rest of the day went by like that. Ed felt the stares, the whispers, the muttering, all shaking his spine like an earthquake. He saw a few.