“Do you indulge inmasturbation?” “Well… yes, sometimes…” I stuttered.Quickly she resumed his questioning on a more...acceptable level.“Do you have any lumps in your breasts, or are theypainful to touch?” “No.”“Do you check yourself for lumps in the breastsregularly?” “No, not really.”“Do you take the pill?” “Yes.” “Please remove your top and Bra and we will start theexamination, if you. Then my brain catches up, she coming hard because I’ve fucked her to a good orgasm. Damn, that’s a sexy thought. The squeezing is a bit worrying when it catches you unaware, but it doesn’t hurt. In fact, it feels damn nice. When she relaxes I speed up more. She comes several times before I feel my balls getting ready to blow a load. I try to hold back, but I remember she’s unprotected and I’m going to get her pregnant. Damn, that’s a sexy thought too. I drop down, slide my arms under her, hook. Through the soft cast of light from the candles in the room, I could barely make out that the other person was obviously female or at least appeared to be female. Her perfume filled the room, and I could feel her warmth as she sat seated on the other side of the bed. She and Melissa were discussing something, I lay quietly and pretended to still be asleep, wanting to hear what this involved. "She is so much prettier than what I thought she would be," the stranger said. "Melissa, you did a. .. privacy ... of having one special sister – one special person that, well, that fills all your needs ... that makes you complete." You don't feel complete?" Amber asked, confused now. "Hey, are you coming on to me?"Both girls laughed nervously."No," Tabatha replied, still grinning nervously. "I have Jake and I have Lisa. Well, nobody 'has' Lisa, I suppose, but we share a lot. I'm just trying to tell you ... tell you that, I admire you. You're a strong and a beautiful woman. And I'm glad you.