Eventually, the coughing subsides and I stop rubbing her back. "Don't stop," she says. I hesitate. "Don't stop or I'll tell my dad." I can almost see ...her smile from the back of her head.Seeing no other choice, I continue rubbing her back, going between long soft strokes and short strong ones. Soon enough she beings purring. I begin massaging her neck and shoulders. Shortly I begin getting bolder, my hands moving along her shoulder blades, closer and closer to her chest. I feel her beginning to. “Look! You're wearing a short skirt and short sleeves. You must be freezing. Let us take you home,” Erica said firmly. “Okay, I guess,” Amber said nervously. The three of us walked back to my car, Erica sat in the back seat, and let Amber sit next to me up front. While driving, Amber asked, “So, you two are lesbians?” “No, we’re bi-sexual,” I replied. “Have you ever been with a girl?” Erica asked. “No, never. It’s never crossed my mind,” Amber said. “It’s different than fucking a guy,” Erica. "That was pointed enough for me. I held both hands up in a defensive gesture and exited the office. I called in on Geoff and we chatted about the trip to Austria."Oh," said Geoff when we drew to a close, "Viv rang."He laughed, "I should warn you that she's on the warpath. She wants you to go for dinner one evening, the weekend?" Sorry, Geoff," I said, "This weekend is a rest time. After what's happened I need time to breathe and think."He smiled knowingly. "After Austria then? The Thursday you. " Gabe went down the hall choosing the one farthest down. Claire set up her own things and was just marveled by it all. She saw a beautiful full mirror against the wall. It was dusty and decrepit. She loved it. She knew she would get some real work done here, but first it was time for dinner. After about a half hour the two were sitting at an old wooden table making small talk. Claire was smiling and enjoying herself. She couldn't help but notice that Gabe was staring at her every time she.