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HEATHER AND HER ADVENTURES PART 18 BY "RAMAPO"
An evening at the movies would be good relaxation, as the two
seniors down the hall suggested. Pam and Gloria were roomies from
their Freshman year and were known to be real cutups. Pam was of
medium height with jet black hair, cut short, flowing full boobs,
narrow waist and full hips. Her thin thighs displayed a full crotch
gap, particularly when she wore tight jeans, which she mostly did and
was wearing tonight. She liked this pair in particular because the
crotch seam was pulled deep into her ass and up into her pussy,
parting the lips and pushing the silk of her panties a considerable
distance into her, letting her hooded clit just barely touch the
material from time to time. The sparks were jumping to her stomach as
they walked.
Gloria was much smaller in every way but one. She had a real full
set of tits that were all out of proportion to her almost childlike
body. And the firm, jutting nipples, always swollen like cherries,
were pushing out, always visible through a bra, blouse, or whatever,
thumbs tenting under the cloth. She usually wore coverups as much as
possible when out, but tonight was girls only and she wore a tight,
thin sweater and a flimsy bra that let her boobs ride high and bounce
like a firm Jell-O and she strode to keep pace with Heather and Pam.
Their heavy weight felt good as it flexed and tugged on the skin of
her upper chest. In the cool evening air, her nipples had hardened and
her sweater, in a losing battle, strained to control their bulging
hardness. Heather walked between the girls and found herself drawn to
watch their heaving jiggles. Gloria caught her watching and just put
her arm around Heather's waist and they walked on, Heather's own firm
high tit pressed into the top of Gloria's swaying boob and Heather
could feel the heat rush through her breast and her face flushed. Why
was she so suddenly sure that the movies would be more than "than just
the movies"?
They went past the movie district and turned onto a business
street that had storefronts lined up, and upstairs apartments, a part
of town Heather had never seen. They stopped at a door to a walkup and
went inside and up the stair. At the top was a small window in the
wall and they each paid five dollars and went down the hall. A small
sign was posted outside a curtain that was dimly lit and read
"Tonight's Film - Jane's Church Welcome'." It sure didn't seem like
much of a movie. Church? Boring!
Pam and Gloria pushed her through the curtain and inside was a
long room with a screen on the end wall. Instead of normal movie
seats, there were comfortable lounges and sofas placed so that you
could really kick back and still see the movie. In the very dim light,
Heather could make out several other couples here and there, but they
headed to an empty sofa near the back and plopped down, Heather still
in the middle.
She looked at Gloria with a questioning glance and Gloria leaned
close and whispered in her ear "Lesbian hangout - great way to relax.
But we can relax and just watch the show. OK?"
Heather whispered back, "Sure - just a bit of a surprise, that's
all. I mean, I have wondered if you two were more than just roomies."
Pam leaned over and said quietly, "Gloria and I are bi, and well,
sometimes we come here just to have a few laughs and relax. We can
leave if this makes you uncomfortable. If you want, we can go do
something else."
"No, this is fine. I haven't seen you two being very close in
public, though. You had me pretty well convinced everybody might be
wrong."
"Well, we aren't trying to fool anyone. We just enjoy each other
from time to time. Gloria is a great lover. She can get me so hot I'll
just do anything for her or to her."
"Really? Your study breaks must be interesting!"
"Sometimes. Listen, one night after we had studied half the night,
she came over to my bed in the middle of the night and started sucking
on these big jugs of mine while I was sleeping and by the time I got
very awake, the bed was soaked and I was humping her hand and just as
I came, she leaned down and stuck her tongue up my pussy. The only
thing that kept me from waking up the whole dorm was that she had put
a pillow over my face and I grabbed it and yelled into it. I know my
breasts are big, and most women who are big don't have very sensitive
nipples, but I'm an exception there. And she knows it."
Heather said, "My tits are real sensitive too. I didn't know big
busts usually aren't sensitive. Gosh, Pam, I just love the way your
big boobs bounce and jiggle. They are very beautiful to watch. Must be
a real mouthful!"
"Thanks. I've watched you all year and I love yours too. Except
when I'm having some hot sex, mine are a big pain most of the time
because I can't find anything to wear."
A voice from the curtain said. "Movie starts in five minutes. It
just got delivered."
"Well, we might as well get comfortable." Pam said. She put some
pillows at the end of the couch and swung around and slid down so that
her feet were up and her head was in Heather's lap.
Heather had no place to put her left hand except on Pam's
shoulder. Pam didn't hesitate, but just reached up and pulled
Heather's hand down inside her sweater and over to her right tit.
Heather hand tingled to the silky touch of the swollen warm flesh, the
swollen knob on the end pushed her fingers apart. Pam just smiled up
at her and then she turned to watch the screen. Gloria also turned
away and leaned her back against Heather from the right. Heather
noticed that her jeans were loosened, midriff bare, with the top of
her panties showing, so she put her hand on Gloria's hip, with the
warm skin of her side under her palm. These were two very relaxed and
free young ladies, these were.
Almost by reflex, her left index finger was stroking the nipple
Pam presented to it and it rose further and wrinkled. The movie
started.
Short credits were followed by scenes of a moving van pulling away
and a young, blond woman going into her new house. She began moving
boxes around and straightening things out a bit. Upstairs, she made
the bed and hung up some clothes. Then, she took a shower and plugged
in the TV on top of a packing box and watched some TV. Just then the
phone rang.
It was a church society calling, a member having noticed she just
arrived and, not seeing any men or children there to help, wondered if
she could use some assistance moving. A brief conversation ended and
she wandered upstairs and quickly took a shower and pulled on a clean
T-shirt and jeans from a suitcase. Just as she finished, the doorbell
rang and off she went to the front door.
Two young women greeted her, with some food and a box full of
cleaning equipment. They were a brunette and a redhead, both dressed
in sweatshirts over T-shirts and jeans. After introductions, they went
into the living room and sat for a minute and chatted.
Linda, the blond owner of the house wore no bra, and her nice,
round tits filled the T-shirt and caused it to strain a bit under the
arms. One of the other woman, Karen, the brunette, kept glancing at
Linda's swollen chest and started to lick her lips. But, they got up
and cleaned and straightened for a while. Linda went upstairs and
began putting things up on shelves in the closet and the first church
women, named Lisa, came in to help her. Linda was up on a short ladder
and Lisa stood beside her and handed things up. Several times Linda
wobbled and Lisa grabbed her hips and held her tight, Linda's crotch
only inches from her face. Lots of sexy looks were given to Linda's
moving boobs as Linda reached and stretched. The bottom half of
Linda's breasts were falling out of the bottom of her T-shirt as she
reached up.
The top shelf was a big stretch and Lisa boldly grabbed Linda's
cheeks and pressed her face into the presented mons. Linda was a bit
surprised by the embrace, but clearly was enjoying the sudden pressure
and heat on her pussy, in spite of her confusion. This was repeated
several times as more things went onto the shelf.
A closeup showed that Linda's tongue was out and pressing on
Lisa's bulge in a thrusting motion. Linda's eyes flickered as the lust
raced through her. She froze with her arms up, gripping the top shelf.
The embrace continued and Lisa's hands stroked the back of Linda's
legs and up to her crack, each time moving more and more boldly into
the gap between Linda's legs. Lisa backed off and popped the snap on
Linda's jeans and eased them down. Linda found herself trapped on the
top of the stool, her hands now on the top of Lisa's red head, and
then Lisa buried her tongue in Linda's cunt. Linda began almost at
once to gasp and shake. It must have been a long time for her without
sex, and this assault from this woman, a church woman, so unexpected,
had taken her completely by surprise. But her own sudden lusty
response suppressed any strong actions to stop the activity, and her
eyes closed and her head bent back, mouth open. She began to groan and
give little yips of pleasure, closeups showing the glistening tongue
working the wet pussy vigorously. The groaning became more pronounced
and she began to whimper.
"Oh. Oh. Suck me. That's so deep. Wet! Wet! Lick me. Lick it. Yes.
Yes. Yes. YES! OH YES! OH OH OH! OH. Ungh...Ungh... Unnnnnn..." She
came with several spasms shaking her body, her hands pulling hard on
Lisa's head, burying her even deeper into her open crack. Lisa kept
licking furiously and Linda came down from the orgasm and went again.
"Stop. Please stop. No. Oh. No, please. Oh, yes. Stop. Yes. Good.
Mustn't. God. Good. God. I'm cominnggggGGGGG!!!!!"
This time, Lisa did let her come down from the ladder, giving her
a big kiss and helping her pull on her jeans, taking the opportunity
to push the T-shirt up over the lovely boobs and sucking each one
briefly.
"Don't tell Karen. She's pretty straight and will get pretty
upset, by, well you know."
"Well, I thought I was straight too, until just now. That was
great!" She was smiling. "How did you know I'd let you do that? We
hardly know each other."
"I didn't plan it. You just looked so hot and I was horny and
decided to go for it. Nothing ventured, nothing gained! I mean, to be
fair, who are you going to complain to? The Minister. 'Minister Jones,
your most popular and hardworking, God-loving servant came to my house
and went down on me when I was weak. I know I had two orgasms, but she
made me do it.'"
Linda had to admit it did seem unlikely. The both laughed. And
Linda playfully pushed Lisa away, saying, "Get thee back from me, you
harlot of the devil!"
Karen joined them seconds later. "Well, I can see you two are
making good progress up here!"
"You can sure say that!" Lisa said and Linda laughed again. They
exchanged sidelong looks and Karen looked puzzled, but said nothing.
Heather had continued to tease Pam's nipple, stroking it with her
finger, fingernail, and pinching it from behind the now swollen red
circle. It was very, very hard and wrinkled under her gentle
attention. Pam would give a shiver from time to time. Heather moved
her hand over to the other breast and began to give it equal time. In
response, Pam slid her hand down and popped the top snap of her jeans
and slide the zipper down. Her hand disappeared into her panties,
forming a man-like bulge.
Gloria was also responding to Heather's equally gentle, steady,
almost feather-like tickling along her bare side. Tickling always
deeply aroused her, and now her panties were wet as her arousal grew.
Heather moved her hand around to the bare stomach and began to trace
almost imperceptible circles over the sensitive area above Gloria's
mons, the hair on her stomach sent out signals and the skin formed
goose bumps and a shiver went down Gloria's back and her clit tingled.
Heather had already begun to attack the one erogenous zone Gloria had
that was capable of sending her almost completely out of control,
making her a prisoner to her lust, unable to stop. Knowing these two
woman certainly weren't complaining about the skilled attention she
was giving them, she turned her attention back to the movie. The scene
now changed back to the now straightened living room and they broke
out some beers and sat down.
Linda said, "It was very nice of you to come over so quickly. I
didn't realize how much stuff I had until I started to unpack. You
think a house would be bigger than an apartment, but I don't know
where I'll put all this stuff!"
The phone rang, and it was for Lisa. "Sorry, guys, got to run out
on you. Problem at home and Harry wants to go out for dinner, so I
have to go."
Linda escorted her to the front door. Lisa turned and said, "I
like you a lot, Linda. Maybe real soon we could go out somewhere
quiet, and maybe have a box lunch, or something?"
Linda grinned. "I never thought I'd hear myself say this, but that
sounds like something to really look forward to. This time, I'll think
up the dessert, so bring a big appetite!"
"Don't worry! One thing I seem to have is a big appetite, all the
time. Bye!" And she was off.
Back in the living room, Linda settled in and noticed Karen was
looking over some family photos up on the mantel.
"Husband? Ex?"
"No. Never married. Got engaged once to a nice guy, but he got
cold feet and backed out. Never seem to find guys that really appeal
to me, and I guess I'm too picky, as I refuse to settle. That's my
brother Fred."
"Nice looking family."
"Thanks."
"So, Linda, what do you do? Hobbies, interests?" Karen was casual
as she asked.
"Well, I program computers during the day. Boring as shit. Oh, I'm
sorry, I didn't mean..."
"Linda, relax. Let your hair down. Life goes on. Just because I go
to church and do a lot of volunteer work for people who need it,
doesn't mean I don't have a real life like everybody else. If work is
boring as shit, say so. Now, as you were saying...."
"Well, for relaxation, I run, play tennis, go to a gym once I
locate one I like, like to have a garden, and I work at a food kitchen
in the next town over once a month."
"And for sex?"
Karen almost spit out a big swallow of beer she was sucking down
from the almost empty can. She used the opportunity to get up and go
to get two more cans. You could see she was thinking rapidly.
Heather's hand moved down into the hair of Gloria's pussy and
began teasing the top of her lips apart with her index fingernail. The
friction caused the lips to part immediately, releasing a flow of cum
from her lubricated vagina. Gloria was aware of the hot wet flowing
down her crack and over her rear door, but didn't care. She was having
a hard time paying attention to the movie by now. The anticipation of
a finger sliding into her pussy any moment had her almost breathless.
She was thinking, "Hurry, Heather, I need it so bad. Hurry."
"I think, " Linda began very tentatively, "that..."
"It's a small town, Linda. Even us upstanding church people know
all about everything that goes on in this town in a very short time.
Well, almost everything. For instance, Lisa, who just left, well,
she's been sleeping with women on and off since she was fifteen. Once
with my sister. And she thinks she has us fooled. Everybody plays the
game, for her sake, then grins when she leaves the room. She must be a
good lover, though. Never heard any complaints and, she never fails to
have partners, even in this small town. Most other eligible women
actually thank her for taking so many competitors out of the action,
especially when there are so few bachelors available. For the heteros,
I mean."
"Frankly, Karen, I may take a bit a adjusting to this. But, since
you seem to know so much already, well." She took a deep breath. "I've
always thought of myself as a strict hetero, but in the last few
months, I've begun to wonder if that's completely true. I've noticed
that certain women," she glanced briefly at Karen's face, "seem to
turn me on. Definitely not something I ever noticed before. And, I've
had a few very horny dreams, and they all involve women, or women and
a man. I guess I'm a bit confused right now."
"Does that scare you, or make you fearful?"
"No, not really. I mean, I've never thought of myself that way,
but if that is what is happening to me, then it's going to happen.
Maybe I want it to happen. I just don't know. I guess I'd be nervous
about the people down at the church hearing about this..."
Karen leaned forward. "Not to worry. My lips are sealed. Like I
said, there are a FEW secrets this town doesn't know. What do you plan
to do about all these feelings?"
"I haven't any idea. I guess it'll work it's way out over time. It
is confusing me, though."
They finished their beers. Karen came over closer to Linda and
said. "Maybe we should take some time and see if we can help you
figure this out, and reduce your confusion."
Linda looked up. "How?"
"Well, you don't seem to mind the idea of being bi- or even gay,
but you seem uncertain if you enjoy the idea of sex with a woman. So,
maybe we should go upstairs and explore that area a bit and you can
decide for yourself. And if you decide something's not right, then
you'll know."
Linda looked uncertain. "I don't know."
Karen was taking charge now. She took Linda's hand and then they
went up the stairs.
Heather was taking charge of Gloria's pussy now. Claiming it as
her own. A now slippery finger slowly disappeared into the waiting
tunnel, and began making slow circles around the yielding walls, being
very careful to scratch her with her nail. Gloria began to hump
slightly, trying to get more of the finger into her. Heather slowed
the pace. In a long while, if Gloria was good, she'd let her have
another finger. Gloria almost cried out in frustration, but bit her
lip and held on. Hot was not the word for how she felt at that moment.
If it was possible for a clit to simply explode, she was sure hers
would burst any second.
Pam's hand was flexing in her pants, and Heather was tracing lines
up each breast with her long, sharp fingernails, careful again not to
scratch, but apply enough pressure to cause the nerves to scream out.
Pam was having trouble breathing now, her chest was tight and on fire.
She needed to have her tits sucked badly, but knew it couldn't happen
her with Heather also servicing Gloria. She slid a third finger inside
and groaned at the tightness. She would have to cum soon.
In the bedroom, Karen led Linda to a chair and had her sit, facing
a mirror. She stood behind her and told Linda to close her eyes. After
a moment, she began to stoke the sides of Linda's neck, face, ears,
and hair. Running her fingers lightly over Linda's lips, she traced
outlines of her face over and over. Reaching over, she picked up a
hairbrush and began to brush Linda's hair, stopping from time to time
to stroke Linda's neck and face. Linda was almost melting into the
chair with relaxation.
Seeing she was relaxed, her stroking began to explore Linda's
shoulders and the very upper part of her chest. Almost imperceptibly,
Linda leaned back to ease Karen's task. Karen responded by letting her
fingers run under the seam of the neck of the T-shirt, now beginning
to approach the uppermost swelling of Linda's chest. Her nipples now
began to show clearly as buds through the T-shirt.
"Should we stop?" Karen asked softly.
"No, that is...very relaxing. Please don't stop. Yet." Karen
became a bit bolder and began to gently fondle Linda's breasts above
the nipples, the sides, squeezing them in toward the middle, then,
sliding her hands down Linda's front and pressing the swelling flesh
out toward her sides, always taking time to come back to her face,
neck and hair. Her own breasts were now pressing lightly on the sides
of Linda's head, almost trapping it into their soft embrace. Linda
leaned back and for the first time, moaned.
The moan came just in time for Pam, as she was now building toward
a climax. To her frustration, Heather pushed her hand up out of her
jeans. Wait, the smile said. Wait. Not yet. But she wanted it so bad.
Her breathing was so ragged now, as she tried to focus back on the
screen.
Heather finally gave Gloria a second finger, languidly joining the
first in exploring this girl's heavenly love box. Heather could feel
the muscles trying to grab and hold her fingers. And slowed down here
as well. Now it was Gloria's turn to groan.
Karen began to run her lips along Linda's right ear as she shifted
from behind Linda to her side. A tongue flicked out and the tip
disappeared into the recesses of the ear, then out along the edge,
then back in, as Karen began a slow tongue fuck of Linda's ear. Her
right hand very slowly began to massage Linda's stomach, pushing the T-
shirt up until it was bunched under her breasts. And then, she lifted
it above the orbs and she had free access at last. Linda whimpered as
the experienced hands began to pinch and twist her now hard nipples.
Heather gave Pam another finger and her back bent from the tension
in her. In and out. Slowly, a thumb now exploring the area around her
clit, but never touching it. Pam began to almost pant, as she hung
near orgasm, but just far enough away that nothing triggered it. She
was floating along on a warm wave of sensation now, completely
ignoring the movie.
Heather continued to watch the tender love making scene on the
screen and felt her own arousal grow. But she was determined to finish
these girls together. Pam would have to wait a bit. And she withdrew
two fingers and went back to one. Pam's pussy almost screamed at the
withdrawal, the empty feeling pulling Pam back a bit further from the
brink. God, she needed to cum so badly right now. Heather, oh,
Heather. Make me cum now. Please. Don't tease me like this. Please,
fuck me, please.
Heather let Gloria's hand reenter her pants, but she put her hand
over her slit, forcing Gloria to fuck herself using Heather's fingers.
Teach Heather's fingers where to go. What to touch. It was slow. It
was maddening. NOW! Her body was crying out. PUT SOMETHING IN THERE
AND DO IT! But her fingers couldn't teach Heather fast enough, and she
too was delayed. In agony. Ecstasy. Pain. Glorious sensations. She was
almost screaming in her brain for relief. But none came. Not yet.
On the screen, Linda was moaning steadily now. Karen was sucking
on one breast, pulling on the nipple with her lips, stretching the
nipple out and pulling it from side to side. Her other hand caressed
the other globe gently, distracting Linda from the constant flood of
warm sensations in her nipple. And then, Karen sat back. Linda finally
opened her eyes, still clearly deeply aroused. Karen said, "Perhaps we
should stop now, if you are feeling uncomfortable."
And Linda, needing to go on to satisfy her arousal, whispered,
"No, please don't stop. I mean, I think I like this a lot. Perhaps we
should go further. Yes, definitely further. I should be sure."
Karen, pushing Linda further, said "Go further and do what, my
dear? Perhaps if you were a little more explicit...." Linda, knowing
Karen wanted her to say it, just blurted out, "Please fuck me Karen.
Take off my pants and fuck me with your tongue. Suck my clit. Eat me.
Take me and fuck me. Please, please don't stop."
Karen replied, "Well, my horny little bitch, I could just leave
you hanging, but that would be cruel. I must ask you for something in
return." Her fingers were on the front Linda's jeans and she was
snapping them off, and sliding them down. The panties followed as
Linda quickly discarded the now soaking wet cloth.
"Yes, what. Anything. Please.." She was trying to guide Karen's
head into her pussy.
"I need you to join our little congregation, and my church
community welcome wagon committee. And you will do whatever I tell you
from now on, with no exceptions."
"No exceptions. I hereby join. Yes. Yes. Just tell what to do,
consider it done." Her hands guided the smiling face to her nether
regions. And a hot tongue buried itself in her loins. Sitting Linda
slowly down on the chair, Karen pulled Linda's legs up over her
shoulders, never stopping the actions of her cum slicked tongue. Linda
was into her first orgasm almost before her heals settled in the small
of Karen's back. But Karen kept up a careful pace, and brought Linda
off again and again, with much sucking and slurping, brought on by the
continuous outpouring of lubrication from Linda. Her cum matted mons
gleamed dark on the screen, in complete contrast to her light blond
hair, now hanging down the back of the chair as she was taken, her
head back, eyes closed, mouth open. Her only sounds were her cries and
screams each time she came off, and the jerking and shuddering of her
body, making the chair creak and groan.
Heather plunged a third finger, then a fourth into Pam's pussy,
and was rewarded with Pam giving a loud grunt, then her vaginal
muscles gripped Heather's fingers tightly in waves, as her first
orgasm hit her. Gloria was just getting Heather's fingers into the
right positions and locations when Heather withdrew her blockage of
Gloria's pussy and reached up and squeezed Gloria's right nipple hard,
twisting it. Electricity shot to Gloria's now quivering pussy. Her
hand dove for her love canal and her fingers found her now exposed
clit. In an explosion of sensation, she released and stopped
breathing. Heather twisted the nipple again. Another wave of heat
flowed off her chest to her twat and she released again.
On the screen, Karen was giving Linda a brief hug and then asked
for a ride home, as her car had been borrowed by Lisa when she left
earlier. They climbed in and Karen gave directions. Shortly, they
pulled up in front of a nice large white house and Karen turned to
Linda.
"Well, we certainly know a little more about your sexual habits
now. Welcome to our church, my dear. Now, tomorrow morning at 10 AM
sharp, you will go to the jewelry store at the corner of Twelfth and
Main over in Clinton, about twenty miles from here. Tell the woman I
sent you. You are to have both nipples pierced and two centimeter gold
rings inserted. In your clit, I want it pierced and a jewelry bar
inserted. You will wear a gold chain around your waist with chains
from your nipples and one to your clit bar. There is a committee
meeting tomorrow at 1 PM here at the house. Before the meeting, you
will show me the rings and chains. You will not have sex with anyone
in this town without my express direction or permission, including
masturbation. I know you don't have any questions, as you know what I
will do to your reputation in this town if you don't do as I say. And,
I must say, I certainly enjoyed having you today."
To say that Linda's eyes were big at this point would be an
understatement, as the camera caught the look of surprise, shock, and
gradual acceptance to her now evident plight. The car slowly drove
away, Linda now in tears. The camera stayed on the white house and a
sign came into view, which read, "The Elm Street Church Parsonage, Get
the Direction You Require in Life." As Karen stepped inside the front
door, her husband, the minister, greeted her.
"Well, do you think the new young lady will fit into our
congregation?"
"Oh, yes. A most delightful, tasty young lady, with much energy
and decidedly useful interests. After we discussed things, she is all
too eager to join and be a very active member of my committee. She
should be a valuable asset in the community. I plan to use her at
every opportunity. As a matter of fact, she is running a little errand
before the meeting tomorrow. She seemed eager to do something to
impress me. Plan to stop by and meet her tomorrow, Linda is her name."
As they walked down the hall, the camera held back, and you could
hear minister saying. "Darling, I don't know what we'd do without your
committee. They join with such a commitment, and jump every time you
snap your fingers. It's amazing. Praise the Lord!"
And the film faded to black and the credits rolled. Heather was
laughing. Pam and Gloria were slowing pulling their clothing back on
and were puzzled, as they had missed the whole second half of the
movie.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh, you had to watch the whole thing. I think your minds were
somewhere else there for a while." Heather said.
"Ain't that the truth. God, I could kill you for making me wait so
long! You're mean." Pam complained.
"Don't complain to me if you take me out all sexed up and then
have to wait a little to get where you want to go. I could have just
stood up and complained out loud that you two are disgusting and
walked out. Then where would you be?" Heather was just teasing.
Gloria wasn't so certain. "Listen, Heather, we thought you
liked... I mean...If you didn't..."
Heather stopped her in mid-sentence with a steamy French kiss.
Pulling back, she said, "Now you two have got ME all sexed up and I
demand equal time. Take me back to my room and you two tarts have your
evil way with me. And take your time. Somehow, I don't feel like
sleeping tonight."
And they marched out of the theater, into a Spring shower that
completely soaked their clothes as they walked, making their T-shirts
complete invisible. They laughed and giggled as they snuck up the back
stairs to Heather's room. It was after lunch before they finally wore
her out, and then they slept in a sculpted tangle of limbs, fingers
and mouths still resting on the last place they had explored. The cum
soaked bedding slowly dried in the quiet of the room. A bird, landing
on the
window sill, looked into the room and left. For Heather, her Junior
year was starting out better than she had hoped. Her leg slowly
straightened out and Pam's fingers instinctively closed around
Heather's left breast. Much better than she had expected.
Ciao, \+----------+ "La risposta e' dentro di te...
Vittorio --| : ) o | ...MA E' SBAGLIATA!!!"
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