As she came close to him, or as close as her breasts would allow, Billy felt that spark between them.  "That summer, when we were together, I thought after you didn't ever want to see me again," the pain of it came fresh as if the wound had just ripped apart.  "I missed you a lot, I never stopped thinking of you, that one time when it was all good, before it crashed.  Like everything else."<br/><br/>Though he felt the need to be sad, something within him wanted more, wanted her.  In the room the smells of hucow and bull, filled his nostrils and began to pull at him.  Looking at her, and how amazing she looked, even now with the modifications they were all given, he wanted her more than ever.  The long, curly dark hair always framed her face well, the dark eyes and bright smile were alluring, now though with the added curves and skin she showed she was breathtaking.  His eyes swept up and rested on the bikini top that barely held her, it looked as if any moment she might spill over the cups and break free.<br/><br/>"I've never though or anything but the breast of you since then.  Even though all my relationships went sour at the end, I always treasured our time together."  Not wanting to wallow in the past he stood tall, feeling the tug of his cock in the shorts, it had long ago begun to stiffen and he felt its pull at his hips.<br/><br/>"This is a new beginning though," he tried to do a body builder pose before her, "it's the new me, do you like?"  Stiffening his muscles felt the power in them as they expanded and hardened.  Turning to look at the table noticed how fresh the food was, it looked bright, smelled better, he wondered how good it would all taste.  Taking up a strawberry felt the crunch in it as he savored the sweetness in the juice, "oh, that is amazing," his tongue felt the texture of every seed, the sugar in the ripe flesh.  Taking one in hand held it up for Mia, "you should try one."