Jess’ was pink, Amelia’s purple.Each girl also had a matching choker “necklace” made of similar material.Amelia had one additional accessory. ...he took a small bottle opener from her bag; attached to it was a foot-long silver chain with a ring on the end.Amelia placed the ring over her right nipple and adjusted a small thumbscrew which tightened it in place. I saw her wince as she let go of the bottle opener which, in turn, yanked on her nipple. It swung back and forth a few times before coming. It neverwould have occurred to me. You?re a genius. Please. The only thingtherapy had taught her was that it wasn't true that you could changesomething by talking about it, not even by understanding a problemclearly could you necessarily change it. The Dr. Gertzoffs of the worldseemed to think that if you could only see the problem in its entirety,talk about it incessantly, you could bore it to death. The idea was thatif you could understand why you did the irrational things you did, youcould. Megan started to regain her focus. The pleasure rushing through her entire body. "I've never felt anything like that." She whispered to Katie."Cause you haven't been with the right girl before." Katie said."I've never been with a girl before." Neither have I."Both girls giggled at each other.By now Megan's rush of orgasm had given way to a rush of ecstasy. She grabbed Katie by the back of her head and started to kiss her very deeply. Katie's strong arms remained tight around Megan. Megan. His eyes are fastened on the now glistening labia and prominent stalk of the clitoris. Subconsciously, he registers the sound of Dr Gordon opening the zip of his trousers. He is aware of pressure from his own erection. The only other sounds are a steady stream of muted words of encouragement from Miss Sutton and Linda's deep breathing.Miss Sutton (having allowed Linda several minutes of intensely private self-stimulation now begins to work harder on the girl's breasts, kneading and squeezing.