.. Show me..."And then we were doing it. Even as I told myself how wrong this was and tried to stop myself, Becky's soft lips were on mine, parting as...her long pink tongue slipped into my mouth. It was like dying and going to heaven, kissing that woman, and I'd had my fair share of kisses. I wasn't a bad looking man, I knew that, and I'd been kissing girls ever since I'd hit puberty it seemed like, but Becky ... She was tender and playful and somehow patient despite her urgent desires. Her. He was at least 100 pounds heavier than I was. He had halitosis, he was gross! I ignored him but as the flight progressed, I began to listen to his questions and found myself responding. It seemed easier to respond than put up with the barrage of his questions. Yes, I was going to Vegas to meet a boyfriend. No, I had not been there before. No I did not gamble and nor did my boyfriend. ‘Who was I kidding I loved to gamble but I did not know if my date did!’ I found myself lying to this stranger. "God! She's marvelous!" Jack exclaimed silently, moving his lips to within centimeters of the source of that superb perfume.At the tender age of "almost thirteen" the enchanting youngster hadn't yet become acutely aware of or self-conscious about her feminine scent, and as a result Jack was treated to a heady aroma, both rich and moist. Later in life Emily, like most young ladies, would regrettably make a concerted effort to eliminate or disguise this inspiring fragrance, but for now Jack was. "Honestly? You... Empress of Time and Space...had to 'create' an 'UrbanMyth'?" James asked in exasperation. "Isn't that like the pot calling thekettle?" We...are a paradox!" Alex and I chorused royally as we smiled backbrightly."Of course. How silly of me," James deadpanned."Oh bugger! There they go!" Amy groused as she rolled her eyes comically.Alex glared at Amy for five point six seconds before answering Mr.Sadler."Yes, Jim, it was necessary. The myth of the victim, 'Fairy Fay', is partof.