But I did get tired of dreaming."I paced. I bit my lips alot. I gathered my courage. I signed up for a Women's Retreat one week in August. I got perma...nent butterflies of the stomach as soon as I had the ticket. I imagined the Retreat as some kind of wild orgy, or at least a long string of dates. I was nervous, and eager, and silly. My vibrator was a busy little thing."My hand drifted down over Julie's throat, up the slope of her left breast. Her nipple was soft and relaxed, the aureola smooth. I did the same. After a little while I put my whole fist inside Paulla's cunt.She also not can hold on and do same with me. So we both were fistfucking each other!Customer like this so much and go first over Paullas mouth and let lick his cock again to become very hard. After that he go higher to take his cock in my ass.Slowly he goes deeper and deeper. I had a little bit pain, while in other hole was Paulla's I hand still fistfucking me!But he can go in completely, luckily his cock was not so. She put me in the back seat, locking me in, and she and the talldetective got in the front seat, with the male officer driving."You didn't tell mom how I was dressed?" I said."No, she'll see you soon enough."I was about to cry again. This was going to be awful; my mother hasbeen so mad at me for being interested in girls' stuff. This will bethe last straw."Can't you take me to my cousin Diane's?" I asked suddenly."Why there?" The matron asked.I hesitated. "Well, she knows about Julie." No. She was strong,stronger than a circus strongman, though not what would be called 'super'in various movies, she could fly to some extent with great speed,approximately that of a military fighter jet. And she was tough, but notinvulnerable. She could be hurt by a large enough projectily, thoughprobably not most bullets, and she could feel intense heat, cold andelectricity. And she did need to breathe. It was just a matter oflearning her limits. She also had some measure of ability with her.