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candy. Yvonne knew that life was short. She felt that if ecstasy could only come from another woman's touch, regardless of what some people thought, then so be it. Yvonne’s deep-brown eyes carefully scanned her new friend’s strawberry blonde hair, which curled naturally and cascaded in rippled waves to the middle of her back. In seconds, she studied Kristina’s captivating green eyes, thin tangerine-colored lips, and her welcoming smile. Though Kristina was wearing a pullover sweatshirt, Yvonne could tell that she was well endowed and had an attractive figure. Returning their attention to Yvonne’s computer, the two girls spent the rest of the evening playing with the unknowing cyber friend. They enjoyed each other’s company as if they had been friends for years. They laughed and giggled from the unintentional deception, and occasionally