She said you wanted her to. That's the point, however. No matter how much you may think it, I am neither a goddess on Olympus trying to isolate myself... nor a goddess for you to worship. I have loved you, and I have been a bitch to you, but that simply proves that what I am above all is just a flesh and blood woman, a woman who has been trying for over a week to get you into her pants. Every time I reach for your zipper you stop me. How much more obvious do I need to get, John? I want to get. Though the bed sheet covered our bodies, it had drifted down just far enough to expose a hint of Liz's voluminous, silky smooth cleavage. The silver light of the morning diffused through our curtains and cast a soft glow across the bed. She looked radiant, like something out of a renaissance painting.Much as I wanted to stay in that position forever, enjoying the presence of Liz's body, I had thrown down enough alcohol the previous night to necessitate a prompt trip to the bathroom. I untangled. There was something in the way the younger girl had looked at her, and she had felt it before in other young women. She wanted her.“I have an idea, come with me,” said Rachel and got up.“Okay, take your clothes off and stand opposite each other,” she said when they were in the living room. Rachel sat down on the couch.“Really?” said Kelly.Salma was already half naked in her thong and bra. “C’mon, don’t be such a nerd, we have seen each other before.”“Fine.” Kelly took off her clothes and her. Maybe she missed me some too. Then she said, "I'll borrow Mom's car and drive up this weekend and we will talk about it then. Okay?" I didn't hold out much hope that things would change for the better.The next morning Cassie was up and out the door talking to Trixie about all the things she missed. I called to her and we went down to the diner for breakfast. Suzy, the waitress, made much of my little girl, and was informed by Cassie that she was home to stay. Suzy looked at me and I shrugged as.