Ahhhh... take anything now... huh... huh..." and with each breath she worked herself further down until she was sitting on my hips with the whole thin... buried inside her and a grin like the cat who got the canary.God, the sight of her sitting, on display, on my tummy with my thing swallowed inside her. The feel of her, all within reach and waiting for me, her pretty grimacing face, her round shoulders, her soft hot nippled breasts, her flat toned stomach. There was a dent in her stomach, just. Shadow’s… the perfect combination of Light and Darkness, intertwining the two so beautifully that you realize that one cannot live without the other… this.. is the small glance into my soul… A Nightshadow is different than a day shadow of course but in order to fully understand you must fully also understand the differences between darkness and light…. pure Light.. is bright, it is warm.. it is inviting. Like the sweet pleasure rolling through a girls cunt during an orgasm, or the warmth of an. The last thing Marcia wanted was for Phoebe to feel stalked by someinsane, needy parent. So she stopped writing, stopped calling. Shefigured that if the girl needed or wanted her she'd make contact. Marciahad made it clear she'd always welcome hearing from her. What more couldshe do?At least, Marcia hoped, that was the message that Phoebe had taken away.For all she knew, Phoebe might never have received her messages. Shemight have changed her number, or even blocked Marcia from her. I'm sure they all treated their dates very well after thedance." I did appreciate it but that doesn't mean I have to do anything youwant. Besides, I'm not that kind of girl." If the moment wasn't sotense I'm sure I would have burst out laughing at my comment since inreality I wasn't any kind of girl. But somehow I sensed this wasn't alaughing matter. I may not be 100% girl but I could tell Jason eitherthought of me as one or he didn't care that I wasn't. That look he gaveme convinced me he was.