The finger on her other hand once again was tapping the side of the trigger guard and then paused in mid-air. “Sorry… what did you say?” I asked... having totally missed her last sentence.“Do I not have your full and undivided attention?” she demanded and I watched her finger slip inside the trigger guard and her nails press deeper into her thigh, denting her flesh.“Yes… yes, you do… my full attention” I answered promptly.“Well then?” she answered and her tongue appeared yet again; fully wetting. She started reading a couple of stories but found they werent very well written, riddled with spelling and grammatical errors that made them difficult to enjoy, before finding a story written by a woman of similar age. She found herself leaning forward as she read the story of how Angelas husband had insisted she shave, and when she expressed her reluctance he resolved the issue by doing it for her. Angela described her increasing arousal as her husband carefully trimmed her thick bush, then. I think that Carroll has said it all." Alex said."Have either of you given any thought as to the attitudes of the people you go to school with or some of the bigots in this town? How about our feelings?" Phyllis said."Most of our close friends know and respect us. The ones that don't know might not suspect. I think that most of the school knows or suspects. Carroll was attacked once, but the football team and some others came to her aid. We're sorry for what we did, I guess we thought we would. Reluctantly, I broke the kiss. I was panting badly, I need to breathe. But he didn’t let me. Cal dig his hand in my hair and pushed my head towards his, hard. He didn’t want to stop, I didn’t either. Our lips met once more. Again, we were back the way we were before, exploring each other’s mouth.Despite the lack of air, I gave him my most unrelenting kiss. My began squeezing my ass with his free hand. The combined pleasure of my nipples rubbing against his shirt and my throbbing against him.