” Lyra slowly leant forward, her blue eyes locked with those of her best friend's as she slowly flicked the tip of her tongue across the turgid tip ...f her breast, licking up the droplet of water, "...here." Slowly, never breaking eye contact Lyra moved across to the other waiting breast, “…and here,” she whispered before taking the thrusting point into her mouth and tugging softly with her teeth."Actually, Charl, I’ve been wondering for quite some time what you taste like in all sorts of. The old cabin looked the same as it always did and she walked towards it completely unaware that her grandmother had company. ‘It’s just me grandmother’ she called out as she walked in through the front door. She looked around the cabin and saw the fire lit and bread dough resting on the side by the stove, then her search was disturbed by a noise she heard from her grandmother’s bedroom so she made her way over to the door which was ajar. As she approached she looked through the gap to see. My ordeal made the rigorous Class I Flight Physical seem like a cursory exam. I was poked, prodded, x-rayed and questioned endlessly by every specialty in the joint. Having been around medicine most of my adult life, I knew the physical hadn't gone particularly well. It was obvious when I had to retake the hearing and field of vision tests.It was almost 1400hrs by the time I finished the last exam. I went back to the flight surgeon who hemmed and hawed as he read through the results. He excused. She was obviously from India, with perfect brown skin, black hair that almost shimmered blue in the streaming sun smokey almond shaped brown eyes. She had on a crisp white button down blouse that hugged her body more intimately than a lover, and a tasteful black skirt that fell to just below her knees, from which two perfectly shaped legs appeared, mounted on at least three inch high heals.As much as her appearance would have probably been sufficient to capture my attention, it was the tip of.