I needed to call Elyse because she’d need to finalize her plans. Waiting until Wednesday only reduced the amount of time we’d have to find a place... assuming she still wanted to share a place. I picked up the phone and dialed her number.“Hi, Elyse,” I said.“This is a surprise!” she said happily. “What’s up?”“Were you still interested in sharing a place in Chicago?”“What about Jennifer?”“We’re through. She told me a couple of days ago, out of the blue, that she decided to go to Stanford. She. . girl?"He kissed her again. Hard; trying to force his tongue between her lips.His arm was still around her waist, holding her so she couldn't get free- couldn't run. The other hand slipped up under her blouse and begangroup at her breast. She squirmed, frantically trying to escape."Not comfortable, baby?" He leered. His hand came out from under herblouse and grabbed her wrist. He stood up, pulled her to her feet. Thenhe gave a sudden, firm yank on her arm. She stumbled and fell to. I decided to take the chance and gained up the courage to put one of my hand over her husband on her breast. It was like honey. I massaged it gently and stared at her pussy bush hairs… It resembled her mom’s pussy and when I attempted to touch those forests push her baby started crying. Luckily I escaped as she too woke up and continued her sleep. The next day I escaped her bedroom and pretended as if nothing happened… She too knew that I had seen her naked by the morning… But she too pretended. Bethan looked at it and at Suzie.“Six of the best, Bethan. Would you bend over” said Helen.Bethan faced the wall and bent over and touched her toes. Helen lifted her skirt to reveal a very attractive bottom in thin pale yellow pants and the girl’s bare legs. She moved to Bethan’s side. Suzie was transfixed and had a great view. Bethan’s cheeks twitched as the cane touched. The first of six loud swishes was heard.Swish-crackSwish-crackSwish-crackSwish-crackSwish-crackSwish-crackHelen delivered.