I truly hate the villain that I have created. Maybe that’s why I find it so compelling.I haven’t kept count of how many people have told me that t...ey’d like to see more of this world, and where it was heading. Not a boast-worthy number; say more than three, less than eight. Enough for me to consider that they might know something that I don’t. So, I decided to run with it. Welcome to the second of what I hope might spawn an anthology: Tales From The Pink Zone. Maybe I AM on to something here,. My coloring is sort of ordinary, though. My God! I look at Kelly and just shake my head in amazement. She's absolutely glorious! If I had a body like hers, I don't think I would ever put on a stitch of clothing, even when it's snowing the way it is now. No wonder she looks so proud!"She looked at Cindy and asked, "Do you think there's any hope?"Cindy just grinned and said, "I think I'm going to make an addition to the Division's uniform. Collins, I think you should wear your Phi Bete key pinned. "Hey, guys, if we've all finished our little encounter here, let's proceed to our destination. We've still got a weekend to spend celebrating!"Sanjay and Michael whooped in unison and high-fived one another. Irfan grinned at Anish as he got into the back seat of the van.Anish was the last to get in. As he bent his head to get into the van, he glimpsed something out the corner of his eye. He paused and glanced out at the field in which the incident had happened. Jaspal honked, revving the van's. I lingered on top of her, taking her in, just being with her. I ran my fingers through her tangled hair and kissed her lightly as her breathing calmed again. Then I began moving my hips; still inside her, her warmth and slickness engulfing me. She wriggled, inviting my pleasure, moved faster, her wet friction building immense pressures inside me. My breath came in short bursts. I closed my eyes tightly, gritted my teeth, my hips matching her rhythm, my hands tangled in her hair. It.