‘What do you think, Nat?’ Natalie shrugged, already turning her attention back to her napkin. She’d pulled a pen out of her purse and was scribb...ing numbers on the small slip of paper. ‘Oh, for the love of Pete. Can’t you stop doing math for one night?’ Natalie ignored her. The numbers started to make sense as she reworked the first problem that had given her issues during the exam. Dimly, she heard Louisa say something about leaving her alone. Madison replied with a comment about Natalie’s. The water spilled over her magnificent breasts. Her nipples thrust hard into the spray. Rivulets ran down the older woman's stomach to her shaved pudenda.I hit the button, the water spurting on. It would last for five minutes before it turned off automatically. I focused on it, ducking my head beneath the spray, letting the chlorine wash off my body.Trying to ignore the powerful ache in my futa-dick. That itch in my pussy.“Having fun in the Program?” she asked. “I was surprised to find you hard. At the next ascension of a box, I moved in and took a hold of the hand instead.It took minutes of silent stillness before I gathered the courage to scoot to the edge of the bed and look over the mattress. On the floor, I found Ean and two cases of juice boxes, one of them nearly empty. As he looked up to me so seriously, I couldn’t hold back my tears.“Y-you can hug me now if you still wa-want to,” I cried pathetically.Without delay, Ean was climbing onto my bed with me. He rolled me over and. “Aww, I’m sorry, my love! Gimme a kiss!” I said as she softened a little and kissed me briefly. “I call you Snowflake because you are beautiful, unique, and ironically quite fiery, which is the exact opposite of a tiny, frozen, fragile flake of water. You’re hot, Babe! Sizzling, and whether you’re being super passionate or your temper is flaring, your blood runs thick like scorching lava. Hence I call you Snowflake,” I explained with a grin.Heather laughed as I finished with my reasoning,.