The younger girl had a dark brown tack blanket wrapped around her waist as she went to the bathroom. The blanket had come from Jace Rivens, one of the... few villagers who actually owned a horse; he owned five.Actually, it had been Jace’s youngest son who’d brought the blanket. Bremer knew the young man was sweet on her – he’d often stop by the domen for no apparent reason – but she didn’t feel the same. At least, not for Goren Rivens. It was ironic but the one she did have feelings for didn’t. She was beginning to see what Barbara had been so excited about, but was still jealous hearted enough that SHE would NEVER share a boyfriend like Luke. He would have to swear allegiance to HER, and NEVER LOOK at another girl. She had broken up with her last boyfriend, because he had looked at the carhop at the drive in too long. She had thrown her drink in his face, called the girl over and told her, "I think my boyfriend wants to fuck you. After he takes me home, you and he can fuck each other. "No. Not yet. I want your fingers first." She spread her legs, and he ran a finger along her wet slit. She sighed in contentment. She was enjoying this game. He probed crooking his finger inside the way she liked. She wriggled and moaned. He pumped his finger in and out. She squirmed beneath him, trying to direct him. "Tell me how to please you, Sophie. I want to please you." "Push down with your palm on my clit, but don't touch it directly." He complied, and she jumped. "Don't stop fingering. I walked over to where my lacy white panties were strewn over a chair. I thought I'd better slip them on as my nightie was much too short and would show just a little too much considering Charlotte wasn't interested. I felt a little silly as I pulled my panties up as I thought we were going to have what Americans call a sleepover and we'd be on Charlotte's big bed watching TV and eating junk food both in our sexiest nightwear. In my dreams, she seduced me, slipping her hand up my nightie before.