My pussy was wet and my clit was pulsing. My nipples ached atop my swollen breasts. My skin was tingling. Trickles of sweat made their way at the whim...of gravity. And it was all right, because it wasn't my fault. It was the drugs. Some part of my psyche was being added to, or toyed with, or torn away. I couldn't move. I couldn't protest. I resolved to get through this alive.My hair was matted to my forehead and my body was hot. A cool breeze wafted over my skin as though a nearby door had been. I was on a path when I heard someone cough. I moved off the trail and hid in some bushes near the path. A young woman came into view about a hundred yards down the path. She wasn’t really pretty, but pleasant to look at. I saw she was wearing a tight pair of short shorts and they hugged her big thighs. I love big thighs on a woman, unless they are fatty, but this girl’s thighs were tan and firm. She had on a flimsy white top and I could see that her breasts were rather small, but her nipples. "That's an experiment. Well, they already did it somewhere else, but not on a scale like this. At the other side of the city, they are going to build a new technological center, with a lot of little companies around it. And most of the trees there will be transported to here. There is a company in Denmark that is specialized in it, and my father has contracted them for it. That's why there will be a full-grown forest somewhere next year already," Annie kept explaining. It seemed that she knew. Goosebumps appear on your arms as the cool breeze from the air conditioner turns on. My hand flows with your arms as you allow your fingertips to trace the outline of my chin and down my neck. You smirk slightly while caressing my shoulders your hands “seeing” my every curve. You find you way to my chest you lean over to kiss it, but I stop you. Tonight, is your night and I want you to be satisfied in a new and different way. I then tell you to lean back as I lay your head on a pillow. I lean.