"Personal, Tony," I told him, repeating it again. "I don't talk about other people behind their backs. Not JR, Penny, Marsha... or you and Sue Ellen."...e nodded at me, and then grinned. "So Joanna and Penny are back together, eh?"I made a zipping motion across my lips. "My lips are sealed, Tony."He grinned just as the warning bell sounded. We got up and went to our afternoon classes.After the last bell of the day, I stopped at my locker, got what I needed and turned to head out to the parking. Brand had stood up and went to her bag of goodies once again. This time what she pulled out was a huge double ended strap on dildo. I watched as she inserted on end into her pussy and then passed the straps around her waist and thighs to secure it in place. I was watching and slowly stroking my flaccid cock that was starting to show signs of life again. The she walked over to Tiffany on the bed and she shut off the vibrator and removed it from her pussy. I could almost hear the heave of relief. "In fairness, you've kinda been, you know, 'loud'about it." ...I guess," I shrug."Piece of advice?" Natalie offers. "Don't force it. And by 'it' you canprobably guess what I mean. Let it happen naturally and you'll enjoy ita lot more." Thanks, I think," I say. "See you next Saturday!" See you," Natalie replies. "And have fun tonight! And no, 'fun' isn'ta euphemism. This time." Thanks," I say flatly, before heading out of the coffee shop andbreathing a sigh of relief. My tension levels rise when. . We step inside one of those flats to meet our next subject... She’s a solidly built middle-aged brunette with a round face, a big smile and a bigger personality. Her accent is rough and croaky (the product of a life time of smoking cigarettes and singing at the top of her lungs at every opportunity) with strong local accent.“My name’s Brandy Holland, I’m 47 years young, and I’m from Macclesfield.” She raises her voice on ‘Macclesfield’ as if it’s something to celebrate.She’s wearing a white.