" Is he still wearing pantyhose?" Yes. There's a lot more to Jamie than the clothes he wears." LOL. Sounds like you're in love. You're not dating him ...are you?" We're friends." I suppose Josh Martins won't see him as much competition." Josh isn't interested in me." You wish he was." I'm tired. Going to bed. Good night." Later."Megan logged off her computer. She sat on the end of her bed and admiredher nylon-clad legs. She wondered what it was like to sleep in hose.Jamie was sleeping in his. She. .. you whip me across my waist with a cat of 9 tails. 1/2 of the whip crossed my waist and the other 1//2 crossed my little limp clit. I jump and flinch then I start to struggle a little. You tell me that the more I try to escape the longer I’ll be tied up. So don’t try b/c you’ll never get loose anyhow. You whip me again and again in the same place but this time you lick my slightly hard little clit. When you reach the tip you wrap your lips around it and lightly suck on it for a moment. You. A group of twenty-five of us were, altered, changed? I am not quite sure how to explain, all I know is that something in our heads was changed. Esp, Telekinesis, Telepathy plus extremely powerful mental defenses.The only problem was that most of those chosen were not exactly young. Over the next twenty-five years, a few died of age or disease. The rest, in the war that raged across our planet. We killed what had to be billions of the race that came to harvest the human race.We had hoped that. And, beside, the more I thought about it, she probably would make a pretty good porn star.Tossing her bra toward us guys, Jessie laughed, played with her hair again and sat there, apparently waiting for orders. We guys were just taking in Jessie's rack, which hung free, no longer encumbered by the underwear. I felt pride well up inside me for being able to offer such a hot piece to these guys for an afternoon of crazy, debauched shit."What do you think?" I said to my new friends. "Will she do?".