Why did she have this uncontrollable urge to dress like awoman!!! She had got what she deserved she thought as she removed her jewellery;dressing up l...ike some high class hooker had attracted this revolting vileman! Michele started tearing off her clothes; she pulled her semen andmakeup stained white skirt down around her ankles and kicked it into thecorner of the bathroom; her high-heels skidded on the tiled floor as shekicked and she slipped and landed heavily on her arse. Now she started. Ronnie's tongue flicked out at the lips of Jamie's pussy. Ronnie tried to free her hands from Jamie's grip to use her fingers on her, but she would not let go. Fear and trepidation had taken over for the expectation in Jamie."Are you OK?" Ronnie asked."Yes, I'm OK. I'm just realizing what is happening." What is happening, Jamie?" I'm about to have woman to woman sex with my friend, but I'm unsure." Unsure of what?" Unsure if I can go through with my end. If I can't make you happy it hardly. Afraid of the fire she had ignited. Wanting it to burn them both to ashes. Had it been real? Or fantasy? Could his imagination create the taste of her? The salty flavor of sweat on her chest, the fragrant powder on her nipples, the musky tang from between her legs... those had to be real. Through the mists of awakening he could see it as if he had been an observer outside his own body. She sat on the desk of the office they had invaded for privacy. Her dress was rumpled and pushed up around her. She had a cute, innocent face, 5’ 6’’, dark black hair, and slim. We were all just talking, laughing, and having a good time. At some point, I looked over and noticed both Michaela and Deanna looking at me and just smiling. I was a bit confused until I finally realized what was going on. Subtly reaching my hand over between Michaela’s legs, I was surprised to find Deanna’s hand had already beat me there, and her hand wasn’t just sitting there… I moved my hand over Michaela’s bikini to find that.