Slowly she moved the head of his flesh against hers and then she moved his tool to her point of entry. She moved her hands to his chest, leaned forwar...d and began lowering herself on him. The feeling of his flesh passing into hers was something she had never felt before, it felt very different then any other experience. As her pubic hair approached his and more of his mass disappeared into hers, she knew that life beyond the needle had meaning. They began fucking slowly and their pubic hair. Nobody knew how the bottomless look had gotten started at Hubbard. Originally everyone had been topless, but women, or so she understood, had pointed out that it was unfair to women: they were exposing a lot more. Somebody had the bright idea of reversing it. Oh, you carried a towel for sitting down, and you wore pads during that time of the month, but essentially nobody wore anything below the waist except sandals or slippers.When she'd started at Hubbard, that had been the hardest thing for. Amy agreed.“I’m just the show girl,” Amy replied.“Show girl?”I was not used to the real estate lingo. I soon learned that Amy was simply a showing agent for the realtor. She said it was her job to present the property to a prospective buyer and that the real estate agent would be the one to close the deal.Amy glanced out the window as we chatted. She seemed nervous, scratching at her neck, then taking a step in towards the kitchen, then checking her cell phone.“What time is it?” I asked.It was. ” Not always meaning something mean or negative. You just crave it, desire it, but you know it’ll break your diet. Makes it unbalanced.In another universe, one parallel to our world, it comes a little more literally. I mean, no one smokes in this universe, tobacco never really took off as it did here. Fast food though? Junk food? Man, that’s another addiction altogether. Oh but if you eat it around others? Whole other story.That’s where Jamie comes in. See, Jamie has this addiction for junk.