The bra slipped down my arms. In the utter stillness of our bedroom I could hear it land on the floor. He reached up to tickle first one, then the oth...r. He always went left, right, left, right. He reached around me again but this time lower, much lower.Hands on my bottom, he pressed softly not lifting just suggesting encouraging and I rose to tiptoe again, my first voluntary movement. I knew what he wanted. Don’t think, I reminded myself again after all, I’d agreed to this, long ago even asked. She moved to the toilet and sat. After a few minutes, she felt Peter’s semen, slipping through her tiny opening, from her and into the toilet. She waited for it all to come out, then cleaned her backside with toilet paper, flushed the toilet and rose. She stepped into the tub, the hot water felt good as she slowly lowered herself into the bath. She rested her back against the back of the tub, enjoying the sensation, then remembered the switches that operated the tub’s Jacuzzi jets. She turned. She started rubbing her thighs back and forth, the way I used to do in class to get off in a boring lecture. She was now smelling the napkin and licking her lips. I opened my legs and the smell of my own juices hit my nose in the cold plane. Siobohan opened her eyes, I guess she had a good sense of smell too. At this point there was a chime from up front and I pointed to the floor with the same nail that I had almost blinded Sergei with. Siobhan slid down the jump seat and crawled across the. I was in the kitchen now, poring both of us a drink. As I took my first sip Debs knocked on the door. I could only imagine Jane jumping out of her skin hearing that knock. As I opened the door I saw Debs dressed to kill, as she walked through the door we kissed. We just looked at each other and then she asked ?Are you sure you want to do this??? I took her hand and led her in to the bedroom, as soon as the day opened. Jane started fighting against her restraints as soon as the door opened.