Now! Relocate that Calypso bulbosa. Find that seep. Go! Wake up!"Ohhhhh, I'm coming", she moaned to herself. She rolled onto her tummy and elongat...d into a lazy feline stretch, her skin a pink tabby of welts from her rock-sand bedstead. She had dreamt, or had she imagined it, hmmm, not sure, or had she just now remembered some sticky North Carolina summer six years ago? Parties and politics, beer, philosophy and sex before graduation, love and babies, and the drip of salt her tongue had. I gasped, she grinned."Something wrong Alex?"She was still holding on tightly, squeezing just a bit. "Uhm no," Igasped."Perhaps you can attend to my other breast now then?" she said sweetly asshe squeezed more, you know, for emphasis.I wiggled over, my face was between her beautiful breasts as Irepositioned. Her hand traveled with me. As I softly kissed her otherbreast she released my balls and started rubbing instead. I licked herhard nipple and sucked it into my mouth, my tongue swirled. Just then Johnson returned with a plate of pastries. Chantelle waved him away. "Yes... yes, I'm fine, just..." I pointed to the paper and Chantelle floated around me to look over my shoulder. "I know her," I said, indicating the picture. "So do I... I think I've seen her here before." I narrowed my eyes. Bondage, Internet, photos... "God, that reminds me," I said, reaching for the inside pocket of my suit. I pulled out what did turn out to be an envelope, and felt what was inside it. I was. Brenda is 5 feet and 6 inches tall and she is caramel skinned, thick, and when I say thick I mean she has a slim waist, nice firm 36 DD breasts a huge ass that would make a grown man weak from the softness of the touch I know from the accidental brushes I have given it over the years. Her hair is dyed red and long reaching her shoulders that she keeps in a pony tail. She has a laugh out of this world and when she speaks I get lost in her words. I've been craving her ever since her family moved.