’ ‘Women are always scheming, always planning it out. Everything always has a hidden message, it’s all signals and implications. It gets old. I ...ut it out there, straight and clear, and that’s what I’d like back.’ ‘Well, you won’t get it. Women aren’t about straight and clear, or whatever you call it. We keep ourselves secret to keep ourselves safe. Some guys are bastards.’ ‘I suppose. I was a bastard, once or twice.’ I shivered slightly. ‘Really? Tell me about that.’ ‘Why? Are you into. As we parted he whispered "see you on Wednesday" a final kiss and heturned and left. I went up to the flat walking on air, of course thegirls wanted to know everything that happened, so of course I told them(girls tell a lot to their best friends) and I finished with "and I gotpoked in the belly" in fits of giggling we went to bed.We continued our lives University Monday until Friday, Friday clubbing,sometimes seeing the guys we met on my first night clubbing, they stillasked to see us!. Something would have to be done so that she never ever had another of those terrible 'lapses'! She had done a lot of reading while confined to her apartment, most of it in the field of psychiatry and psychoanalysis. She'd read countless case histories, and in one case, somewhat similar to her own, the patient had been restored to full health by a lasting and permanent relationship with a new man.For the first time Alice admitted to herself that she did not want to find someone, and that the. Do you understand?”Cindy nods.“Now take off your skirt, and we’ll start.”Cindy slowly takes off her skirt. She’s not totally convinced that this is a good move. Heather caresses her legs while slowly lowering Cindy’s panties. Then she expertly licks and fingers her while Cindy screams in delight. Cindy stop and asks “Did you like that?”“Don’t stop. Please do it again.”“Take off the rest of your clothes and follow me. You, too, Mandy.” The girls undress. Heather takes Cindy’s purse and leads.