<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Mistaken%20Identity/Amber_Beryl_Stonley_Av_26.jpg)</div><strong>Amber Stoneley</strong><br/><br/>Monday, August 25th, late evening<br/><br/>The beach, near the college Campus<br/><br/>With Sophie and her puppies<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"OH MY GOD!"  Amber didn't think her blush could get any hotter.... She was on the verge of panicking and running. This woman was so<em>brazen</em>, so damned forward. The shriek left her mouth before she could stop it. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!"<br/><br/>She wanted to panic, to look away, to run, but she couldn't tear her eyes of those enormous milky white orbs with their pale pink nubs surrounded by slightly deeper pink rings. Amber had leaned back as Sophie stripped her top of, her mouth falling open, and then the cry had come out of her mouth. Whether it was horror, delight, disgust, or just shock, Amber had no idea herself. All she knew was that thos fantastic woman was allowing her to see... and telling her to touch, her enormous boobs.<br/><br/>Her hands hovered for a moment and finally she tore her eyes away from where they had been darting back and forth between the mighty mounds. She looked at Sophie's face. "Oh my god....!" This time it was an awed whisper. "You - you mean it? Oh god....!" She gently lowered her hands to the soft pliant mounds. "Oh goddddddd!" The soft flesh felt warm and smooth under her first tentative caresses. She rubbed her smooth palms over the silky skin, enjoying the squidginess of the fatty tissue beneath.<br/><br/>She was about to touch the woman's nipples when a thought occurred to her. She stopped, a look of suspicion crossing her face and she reluctantly pulled her hands away. "Wait.... Why are you doing this? Is this some sort of trick to haze the freshman dyke? I mean... you don't know me, you find me here on the beach and suddenly you're letting me play with..."<em>the most amazing pair of boobs you are ever likely to get your hands on! Just shut up and enjoy the moment, you idiot!</em>The pause was only a moment and Amber blinked, almost gave in to the impulse, but strengthened her resolve. "... with these... Please, Sophie, don't get me wrong, I want nothing more than to bury my face between them and drown, but... There isn't someone hiding in the dunes with a phone camera, is there? I don't want my face to go viral on you-tube  tomorrow morning".<br/><br/>But even as she said it, Amber realised that this wasn't her real worry. "Actually, what I really want to know", she spoke softly and fiercely now, her eyes locked on Sophie's, her arms folded across her chest, "is, do you do this with every girl you meet? If I come and find you tomorrow lunch time and sit beside you, will you put your arms around me and hold me? And will you take me out to dinner, will you introduce me to your friends? Will you sit with me in the park and throw bread to the geese? Will you be there when I fail an exam, or when I get an E and need to be comforted?" She ran out of words, and just stared, hopefully, into the blue eyes.<br/><br/>And, inside her head, Paul McCartney was mocking her:<em>Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four!</em>