He asked me if I was jealous of Nikki and Cindy." No way," Tina gasped."He did. I told him only like I was jealous of Neil Armstrong." Good one. If I ...se it, then he'll really think we're collaborating."A lot of what we're experiencing in school is that we're, that's US, the Sisterhood, are just, well, different. I guess there's a lot of gaming going on out there, students who figure out ways to pop out these phenomenal ACT and SAT scores and work themselves into advance placement status, and. .and I when I saw her in the station…she was on a pink saree..and just could not take my eyes of here…i could see her navel through the saree.. and she was hot…but I could not think anything…as I had to control my feelings..and I have never knew what she had in her mind.Later I reached her home, and I entered her house right behind her and noticed that my phone’s battery was dead, and so asked her for a charer, and she was searching for that too, and I was too tired and was sitting on the couch. With her help I found the perfect spot and she was soon literally screaming. After I'd been stimulating her g spot for a minute she grabbed my wrist and told me to push up hard. She thrusted hard and fast, fucking my fingers like only an experienced woman could. She knew exactly what she liked how to get herself off. A couple of minutes passed and my arm started to hurt. I could see she was close to cumming though so managed to keep pushing hard while she fucked my fingers to orgasm. She didn't. My left hand "just naturally" fell into her lap. As I "cried", I very slightly rocked her back and forth, making her thighs rub featheringly against the back of my left hand. Before too long she was moving on her own, unconsciously tightening and loosening her thighs, my hand slowly falling in between them."Oh, Judy," I sniveled, "I knew you'd understand and wouldn't think bad of me." I pulled my head up and stared at her face. Her eyes looked up at me, the image of concern and empathy. I.