All three girls had a hood that took on the shape of a small rhinoceros’s horn or a large thorn on a rose bush depending on what analogy you were us...ing. That part of their clitorises stuck out from between their pussy lips at the tops of their vaginal slits and was a very distinctive mark indeed of their female sexuality. Right now Keith was examining Portia’s little rhino horn and starting to push it about gently with his fingers ... and it was very slippery and wet indeed. Portia Greene was. The silk clings to your body highlighting your breasts and curves. You close your eyes. Slowly you feel my breath inches away from your face. I start to kiss your cheek, your forehead, your closed eyes then... gently... your lips. Then I move on to your neck, nibbling at your skin. Simple, sensual kisses. I slowly lift my hand to your waist and caress your body lightly. Myhand moves under your slip and in small strokes I search out your breasts. Gently I touch your nipples, just enough. Just not the good-looking ones."I looked at her not believing my ears."You really mean that, Liz?" Yes."I shook my head."I can promise that I will go out, some day, but otherwise I'll not give any promises. That is all I can agree to."She smiled and kissed me with passion."I'll check afterwards that you really did that. But remember, no kissing and no tongue, and use protection!" Yes, Mom."She smiled and patted my cheek and then she was on her way. I shook my head and turned back in. Like hell. Chris looked up at the clock and saw that they only had 5 minutes. "Itlooks like we'll be leaving soon." He said.They both sat down on her bed, and continued kissing until reality seemedto fade away.Chris woke up in the chair. The technician stared at him in the face.She asked monotonically "Are you OK"Chris replied "Yeah"Then she asked him "Can you tell me what your name is?" To which he toldher.He thought it was strange that she would ask him something like that."Good. Everything seems to.