Stepping out of the warm driving shower onto a plush yellow towel, Betty Howard lifted her thick honey-colored hair from her long delicately arching neck and looked at her youthful reflection in the full length bathroom mirror with an involuntary self-satisfaction. It was hard not to be proud of the wide-spaced green eyes gazing back at her, slanted slightly above high cheekbones, blinking back at her with a growing amusement; it was exhilarating to be such a beautiful young woman and beneath her quiet and modest temperament she enjoyed it. Though she would celebrate her twenty-sixth birthday this very summer, her fully curving voluptuous body was every bit as firm and taut as a teenager’s-high-set round breasts curving down over a slender girlish waist to round luscious hips; a flat smooth stomach and full-swelling thighs; breathtakingly curved calves tapering down to small well-formed ankles.
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Chad Ponkert studied the pale, golden clearness of the Chablis. Lettingthe aroma of the wine drift to his nostrils, he raised the glass to hislips and savoured its full fruity flavour. Satisfied, he let his eye srise to the field of jonquils to equally drink in the form of the girl moving through the yellow blossoms. No, he mused, girl was the wrong word. Karin was a woman! He personallyhad provided the physical transformation almost a month ago. The changewas visibly apparent. Karin seemed to radiate life.
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Jerry trembled in the closet, quivering with anticipation, because he had been waiting for this moment ever since his father announced he had to catch a plane this evening. His old man always came into the bedroom with his mother, for a goodbye piece of ass before going off on another one of his long road trips, and this time, Jerry was ahead of them, determined to actually see what the fucking was all about, instead of just pressing his ear to the wall and only listening to them screw.
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They were two fuckable girls, that was for sure. Me and Richie just sat there in the car and ogled them, stealing glances through the window of their Volkswagen and catching glimpses of their beautiful faces. One was blonde, with bright, shiny curls that hung around her pale face. The other had the darkest hair I’ve ever seen, jet black against her white face. Her bright red lipstick made her lips look incredibly luscious. Richie and I were practically gasping for breath by the time the two got out of the car and sat on their car hood, talking to each other, giggling and drinking beer. The cops never hassle you down at Pynchon Lake where there’s plenty of privacy, and sometimes you can meet up with chicks like Rich and I had just seen.
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