I watched her for a while. She played with strands of her longblonde hair; twirling a French manicured nail through her tresses. Shepulled a mirror ...out of her purse and touched up her pouty lips. Iconsidered taking her home right then to fuck her, but I wanted to enjoythis. I walked up behind her."Did it hurt?" I asked."Excuse me?" she said, turning toward me."Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" She giggled a little, glancedshyly up at me, and then recognition spread across her. Through the months, we became friends, trading photographs and messages online. They lived on the west coast, far from the quiet boredom of the high plains where I reside.Dean originally was from the plains and had family in the area in the major metropolitan area about four hours from where I live. (On the plains, we don’t measure space by miles, but by the time it takes to get somewhere.) Imagine my reaction when Dean informed me that they were planning a visit to the Evil City.I wrangled a. I mean, I tried not to stare, but you’re a beautiful woman with a beautiful body.”“Why, thank you, kind sir,” Sandy laughed. “And as I said, you’re not so bad yourself. My girls couldn’t say enough about your, um, anatomy on the way back to the cabin today. Although, one of them commented that she hoped you wouldn’t be using that thing on her if the class went in that direction.”Kenny rolled his eyes. “I don’t see any physical contact between students and teachers in the cards, do you? I’m. They both laughed. I shuddered. Jenna offered her hand and I took itso she could help me to my feet. My wife took a few minutes to decoratemy face with eye make-up and lipstick. She said, "Onto the bed now,DeeDee. On your back. I want to ride that pretty face. Especially thosebright red lips."I put myself where she wanted me, while Andy looked on. It was awfulfor me to be exposed that way, with almost nothing on my smooth, pink,hairless body. The lotions Jenna had me using had.