Yvonne thought she always had those incredible curves, but reality had not changed to match that belief. I even knew a way to help her see the truth.I... stepped out of the tub and she followed, holding my hand. We grabbed towels and dried off. There was some kissing but I was too focused to let her goad me into another round of orgasmic delight. Our clothes had been piled in a corner as we undressed each other before the shower, so I didn't have to search the bathroom for it. I picked up her bra. Teeth on the skin…the sensation is pain and ecstasy rolled into one . The pain is sharp and the bite is purposeful. When someone bites me, I mean really bites me, I feel like leaving my body and watching the scene unfold. I love the sting and I get so turned on that I am close to cumming without any sort of penetration. I can almost cum just from a really, really good bite.She began whispering in my ear…biting my ear and pulling my hair. Each bite and nibble turned me more and more wet. I ended. I felt him grow harder in my mouth, and his hands moving down to my head. Fingers gently running through my hair, murmuring how good it felt as I tingled under his caresses. Finally I felt him pull my head back, softly saying “Shirley, I'm getting close. I don't want to cum yet.”He helped me to my feet and picked me up again, depositing me back onto my bed. He looked down on me, a look of tenderness and maybe even love in his eyes. I shivered slightly as I felt his hands move down to my panties. "You don't have to be working in the plant to get the goods on Evans," he said. "Just talk to Gilmore." Sure, but I doubt I will change my mind," I said."It will give us a chance to use our frequent flier miles, so it's no loss," he said.The next day in the afternoon Happy Gilmore came to town. Happy was a Gorgeous Blond, very tall with porcelain skin. She was what every little girl hoped to look like when she grew up. When she graduated Harvard Law school, she could have been either a Victoria.