" I sniffed, "I just forgot to study. And I forgot my wallet at home." I prayed to myself he would fall for it. "Uh, uh of course Janie! Um, here's th...e list." He handed it to me, but dropped it purposely. "Oh, sorry," he said fakely."That's alright," I said honey-sweet. I bent over, and I saw him inch over to look under my ass at my naked pussy. I was naughty and had decided to skip my panties. I heard him shudder ever so softly. I smiled and got up. "What?" Um, nothing," he said, but I saw his. The two sisters had gone to see Bernard about the surveillance tapes in his office. He wasn’t there. They actually wanted a copy of themselves for themselves. Naughty Nuns. That copy would only be in memory…held in memory of the participants everywhere today…as Richard and Murray in the interests of the nation deleted every segment.No Bernard, then they accidental touched, just the brush, as they left his office and it was enough…they craved touch from slight touch…it blossomed openly. .we talked about college and stuff for a while and then she asked me if i had a girlfriend which i replied no , she said well i would of thought all the girls would be chasing after a handsome young guy like you .i giggled and got a little embaressed , i said i just cant be arsed with a girlfriend at the moment and so on .I started to feel a little horny and began looking at her big tits , she caught me and laughed , oi !! she said thats the second time today ive caught you looking , i went. At least it never is in the movies. I want a love like that: strong, passionate, never ending. Where must I go and who must I be with to find it? If it truly exists that is. A week has passed since my depression and I had to have the talk with Murphy. He was furious, to say the least, at least I’d like to think so, but we sort of worked it out. He even agreed to accompany me tonight with the fellows. I don’t know. I expected him to say something, to ask questions, and to throw out accusations..