I got up from my seat and walked quickly to the toilet, locked the door and wondered how I was going to calm myself down. I looked over the sink at my...reflection. Without really thinking about it, I pulled the clip from my long, dark hair, letting it cascade over my shoulders and down my back. I remember him telling me in one of our flirty exchanges that he preferred my hair down. At that moment I realised that I'd already made my decision. In the back of my mind as I walked down the corridor,. I rode the waves and continued to pay attention to the peripheral flesh until I heard her moan “Please”. I then turned and licked up the crack of her pussy, starting at her anus and working up over the vagina, lingering there only for a moment to rim the opening, and on up to the clit and out over the top. She shuddered and said “Yes, Oh God I need that”. I did the same thing again and again as I worked her into a frenzy, but just as she was starting to quiver and climb to her orgasm I. I wish he’d got ‘fond’ of mine before she let her Uncle Steve knock her up.”Liz stared at her. “You’d have let Dan fuck Sara?”“Don’t look like that at me: you let him fuck Becky.”Liz huffed. “Well, I didn’t exactly let him: truth is they were already fucking each other by the time I found out about it. It seemed a bit late then, and I suppose I’ve resigned myself to the inevitable. In a few months, Becky’ll have a swollen belly like Sara has now.”“And you don’t mind?”“I didn’t say that, and I. Ilooked at her and nodded and followed her into the house knowing thatthis was the ideal opportunity to speak to her. She went into thelounge and I followed her. 'Don't stand there you stupid girl, get onwith your work' she demanded. The smile on my face seemed to aggravateher and she swore at me. From my pocket I pulled out the papers andhanded them to her. She took them and realised immediately theimplications of them. Her stare was that of a person who had seen aghost.'What does this mean'.