A small kiss at first and then a harder one. In fact, Angel could feel Joanne’s tongue pressing at her lips as it sought out the inside of Angel’s...mouth. As she was being kissed, Angel felt the older woman’s arms going around her body. The woman pressed the slender teen into her as her tongue pushed into Angel’s mouth. Angel was so startled by this that she didn’t resist. Then Joanne suddenly let her go and stepped away. She called out for Karen who ran up quickly. The two older women talked. .. "No that's not my bra! That neither! Not my underwear. Mine is pink. My stuff is light blue. Oh gawd you can't tell colors in this light? That is not my dress. Where did my dress go? My shoes...I don't see them. They should be right here! Look over there! You don't remember what the hell we were wearing?" The more frantic we became, the more the clothes from everyone in the room started looking like one big pile you might drop off at Goodwill. The frustration in finding things only added to. Almost ten months on she no longer felt the horrible despair that had gripped her for weeks after that dreadful news, but she was still sad whenever her eye lighted on any of the many reminders of her dear friend - reminders which were everywhere to be seen.What had caused her morning nap to be interrupted was the sound of a disapproving and indignant voice."Well - I don't believe it! Disgusting! It really is disgusting. Have you no shame to lie around like that in a public place, young. I was so mad I told him to go sleep on the couch."Now that was the hottest thing I'd ever heard in the ladies bathroom, in fact maybe anywhere. God I love to butt fuck, but with most of the women I know I have to get them drunk first before they'll let me hit them in the shitter. I was so hot I had to rub one off right there in the stockroom. That very day I started treating Ginger real good, I wanted to be on her good side so if I ever got the chance, she would be mine.Not even one week later.