Lucy is such a well-behaved girl that I think this can remain our little secret.” Helen smiled and walked over to where Lucy and Laura were standing...“Come here, sweetie. Thank you for being such a lovely, well-behaved girl.” Mrs. Hatton placed her arms around the girl and held her in a tight embrace for a few moments.Lucy Williams held her Music Mistress tightly, enjoying the feel of Laura’s silky dress against her. She also enjoyed the older woman’s strong perfume and took in a few deep. "Hurry up, and pick another one," comes the demand from the otherside of the couch. I startle awake. Man, these suckers are doing a jobon my attention span. I'm, like, totally ditzy now. I grab one for herand take the wrapper off. "Coming!" I sing back to her while skippingback into the television-lit room."Do YOU trust me?" I ask with a giggle and a smirk. "Don't play aroundwith those, Sweety. You could do some serious damage if you eat thewrong ones," she scolds. Ignoring the motherly. Lesbian orgies that is; she never goes with men no matter how much they offer her. Not my idea of love or any kind of relationship at all!" But you live together!" I decided to overlook the mention of paid sex."No, we share a flat, that's all. We had a pretty big bust-up over it, but we're tied into sharing the flat until the lease runs out. We got over it and now she does her thing and I... well, I just live there. We haven't been intimate with each other since." Well, I'll be buggered. I. Winter, summer, spring or autumn. Some said the only way to tell them apart was the time the sun set. Summer would see hot sunny days regularly drenched by sudden ferocious storms, while winter could see a week of storms punctuated with sunny spells that almost made you want to break out your shorts. Almost. Hell, I’ve seen people have barbeques in December.And on this night, the cloudless sky and reasonably gentle breeze were the harbingers of a storm the like of which many of those students.