The young woman's perfect breast didn't yield beneath the gentle pressure of two latexed fingers.What're you doing? Professor Robert 'Lithium Bob' Beck frowned at me.I don't know. It's what I did when I first saw her…Why? asked Doc Donald, about to assist with the post mortem.She seemed so… pink. Maybe to see if she was alive… I saw the Prof and the Doc exchange a look. It was an unconventional - no, plain weird - place to touch her.
~ Morana Blue
