Chapter 71

Melissa swayed in a kind of trance dance to unheard music. Her skin was flawless. Her bright blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders. Her nipples were bubblegum pink and long, capping off superb, modest fake breasts. There were no hints of scars. The surgeon must have gone through the armpit, like the most exquisite work Dr. Vivianno had done on Rita. The rest of her body was fit like the dancer she was. She had a tiny waist that flushed generously at her hips, with particularly toned thighs. But my gaze settled on her pussy. It was so smooth, with curtain-like lips that hung a bit prominently. The color of her skin didn’t even change. She must have had laser removal to keep it so flawless.

"I’m rolling so hard right now," Melissa said. She danced to me and put her hands to my face, then ran them down my entire body. "Josie brought some powdered MDMA that we put in our drinks. Oh my god, I feel electric. Like every cell in my body could have an orgasm at any mom