It was good that young people were growing up less inhibited than their parents and grandparents had been about sex. However, the pendulum seemed to h...ave swung to an extreme where hormones overruled common sense. There was no such thing as discretion in this day and age. Everything was out there for all to see. They had no sense that this sharing could impact on their lives negatively later. It was just part of the narcissism of youth: selfies, blogs, constant texting. He wondered sometimes. He rose to hold her chair."Ma'am, I don't think..." the girl said."That's sad, dear, but not my business. Could I have a menu?" Really, ma'am," the girl said, "this isn't..." You're holding some menus," he said. "Would you be so kind as to give one of them to the lady?"The girl looked baffled, and then gave her a menu. "Why thank you, sir. I'm Gretchen." Pleased to make your acquaintance, Gretchen. I'm Walter." He helped her off with her coat before he sat back down. She didn't remove her. "I... I know what's happening..." Meekly protested Shinju. "We're becoming sex demons and you're betraying me. You're trying to turn me into a manga thing. You're not yourself anymore, Catherine..." No, Shinju, I suppose I'm not. But tell me..."Catherine caressed her own breasts, brushed her intricately tattooed belly against Shinju's nose, empowered by Lilith's passion. The real her was horrified, sickened by what her body was doing, but in this moment, the small foothold the Queen had on her. Elizabeth climbed into bed, opened up her phone, and went to look to find something to read. She found a lesbian story that she thought would be interesting, and began to read it. While reading the story, she reached in her nightstand drawer and pulled out her dildo. The further she read into the story the wetter she became, and her nipples began to harden. Elizabeth slowly slid her dildo into her dripping wet pussy; she almost came the second she pulled the dildo out the first time. Slowly.