On my next pass around her, I slipped two fingers between her pussy lips and encountered copious wetness that had coated and could be felt on the insi...e of one thigh. Her sex smelled like heaven. I saw Kathleen put her hand into Linda's crotch. I couldn't see well enough to know just what she was doing but found out when, a few moments later, Kathleen put two fingers under my nose then in my mouth. She was really into this.I saw Kathleen kissing Allen and could just make out her hand on his. You know how to do that?"I smiled and sort of nodded. "Almost. I know what has to be done, and I know some basics, but usually I have to be given at least some instruction. Show me what to do, and I'll probably learn how to do it quickly."He laughed, "Sure, alright then. Aisa, let's go wash the dishes."I followed him to the kitchen. In not too many words he told me to wash whatever was in the sink using as little water as possible, and to then wait around till it dries a bit in the drying rack,. }{If you say so. What do we do now? I'm sure the FBI is watching.}{You're right. They probably are. All I can think of is that we try a diversion. Let's get everyone woke up while I think about it for a couple of minutes.}I woke Missy while Jude talked to Cindi. After Jude helped Cindi find Bonnie's dream, Cindi could hear her easily. {Mike, I think she's somewhere in Danville, or somewhere just outside of it. She's a little too far north for San Ramon, } Cindi told me.{Okay, Sweety. Let's get. ”“Thanks,” I said, squirming, shame bubbling through me.“You're so cute when you blush, Johana,” she said, cupping my cheeks. She gave me a quick kiss. “Mmm, you're going to be a popular futa once this gets out. No wonder coach chose you.”Not only was my mother, Molly Jordan, a health teacher, but she also coached the cheerleaders. Our college was small, and all the athletic positions were held by teachers, mostly PE ones. “Oh, you didn't...?” I swallowed.“Didn't what?” Genevieve arched a black.