“Absolutely I’m that guy,” I said. “Okay. And like I said before, I’m Sam Bradshaw, also eighteen, senior, mostly As and Bs, an all-league j...ock, mom’s deceased, dad’s an insurance salesman, lived here in Arizona my whole life; looking to hook up with a goddess, and I don’t have to ask if you fit the bill because you clearly do.”“A goddess, huh,” she said. “Look, Sam, Yes I’m pretty, I know it. I know it and I flaunt it because it’s fun. But there’s a whole lot more to being a person than looks. ”Entering the doctor’s office and closing the door Angie said, “Doctor Baker, you’re going to love your next patient. She’s eighteen and she’s beautiful. She could be the girl next door; that is if you lived in Scarsdale or Beverly Hills. I mean she’s a real stunner and you’ll get to see it all. She’s here for a complete physical.”“Angie, careful girl, your mouth is watering.”“Oh Ben Baker, you know me; I like boys and I like girls but mostly I like beautiful.”Ben certainly did know Angie. . She gasped as her whole body shook again.As she shifted her legs, the teen felt wetness between them. She sat up and grabbed her handheld mirror on the bedstead, and put the mirror between her legs. Her labia were swollen. Moisture glistened between her lips.Rosa glowed with joy and pride. She looked just like her mother and all her shiny sisters. She was truly a Shiny Lady.Still looking at the mirror, she spread her lips. Fluid came pouring out. Her clit jutted out from under its hood.Touching. I was just finishing up when my cell rang with a blocked number. I excused myself and backed away from the table to take it.This time it was Rodney and the conversation was in Arabic. He called to inform me that the first part of the operation this morning had gone smoothly. When I turned back to the table everyone was looking at me. The conversation in Arabic had raised eyebrows.Dessert was next served. Hot apple pie with ice cream - my favorite! I had finished the last fork-full when my cell.