I removed my hand from inside her blouse. She opened her eyes and I acted as if I was asleep.She just saw the position, in which we were sleeping. My ...hand was still around her shoulder and her hand was on my dick. She removed her hand from my pant. Looked at my pant and she could make out the size of my dick. She hesitatingly put her hand there and again removed it. This process repeated two more times and finally, she put her hand where it was in the first place. I guess even she was aroused. Without having received any instructions from me, a hand reached out and picked it up. I hugged it to my chest with both arms and lay there.My brain slowly got more and more active. I started to feel restless. It got to the point where lying on the bed and staring at my room wasn’t enough any more. My brain wanted to do something.I opened Mum’s sketchbook and started flipping through it, stopping every so often to smile at the pictures I’d already studied. By the time I found the last picture. ‘Maybe we shouldn’t rush into anything. In fact, some time apart might do us some good.’ Time apart? I was confused by her suggestion. ‘We’ve already been apart since September. Being together is what might do us some good.’ She didn’t respond for a few moments, and when she did, it was the last thing I wanted to hear. ‘I can’t see you anymore. I’ve…sort of fell in love with somebody else.’ My brain just shut down when I heard that. I had imagined I’d be spending the next fifty years of my life. She had thought it was the neighbours.Carla reached down and undid her jeans...... grabbing them at the hips, she raised her ass and slid them off. Her hand instinctively went inside her thong panties and Jane could see it as Carla found her clit.Karen reached down and smacked Carla`s hand through her thong. "Oh no, you don`t....." she said, "that is for me to do for you."Jane watched as Karen reached under the mattress and pulled out a black tether-like rope, and then another. Reaching.