Denise had been on Ryan's mind most of the day, not unlike almost every day since she met her. Things had been tough for her lately; demanding job, de...manding home life, and decisions about both that weighed heavier still. Ryan was filled with satisfaction that Denise chose her to be with to find the necessary distraction to save her sanity. Ryan knew they could not be together as often as they would both want, but knew their friendship would survive whatever life dealt to either of them. Within. Hehugged me and kissed my cheek. "Your mother told me what happened. You'llbe glad to know that the one who did it to you was found by the policeand executed."I nodded and smiled. "Oh yes. Can I go to my bedroom?" Of course, you don't need to ask."I ran up to my new bedroom and looked it over, and wrinkled my nose indisgust. It was pink. A pink carpet, pink wallpaper, a bed with a pinkcover. Boyband pictures upon the walls along with a large portrait of myboyfriend Charles and what I suspected. Sherry thought she had broken some touching rule and that her session was over, but her heart leapt again when Roxanne zipped off her bikini bottoms, getting totally naked. "You ready for more?" asked Roxanne as she wrapped her panties around her well-toned bicep. Sherry nodded as her eyes flew to the stripper's smoothly shaved slit. It was the first time she'd ever seen another girl's sex close up in person, and Roxanne did a little arms-raised hip-wiggle to show it off some more.Sherry. Our lips were locked and tongues were in each other’s mouth. We kissed passionately as if there was no tomorrow. I was enjoying Pooja’s soft lips. I grabbed her by ass and started pressing them. She held me by my face and her one hand was in my hairs.After kissing for almost 5 minutes, we parted. Sneha was dancing with some other group so she didn’t notice us. Pooja held me by my hand and took me outside the bar. I asked her where we were going and she said, “To my place”.So, without informing.