I turned back to my sisters. "Okay, spill it, what's up?"Carmen shook her head, "Nothing." Her hair fell around her face, hiding her outbreak of zits....It was blue today, she'd dyed it with cool-aid again, some of her friends had probably talked her into it. I'd liked it better when it was its natural brown, almost the same color as her skin, and halfway down her back; the way it was before she cut it short last year right after the announcement about the swarm.I reached over and brushed it back. ’ I started on her nipples, and by the time I was pinching and twisting mine, pulling at them, and whimpering, she was right with me. She was a bit more hesitant when it came to touching herself where it mattered, but once her finger made contact with her clit, all reservations disappeared. The so called training session quickly became a chorus of cries of frustration as we approached the ultimate orgasm. I had to stop in order to get her to come first, but it was worth the wait. I heard a soft. This time it was even more intense than the first time, and I had no idea that was even possible. Both of us were doing the things to each other, that we had done separately the night before, and we blew holes in that couch when we came together.Kate was at work when I got back to the apartment. I knew she would be, but I still wanted to see her and talk to her about last night.I decided to take my application back by Mangini’s, then go by the campus and try again to meet with someone to see. ”Sabrina followed Grant back to his bedroom. They were both surprised to find Mark and Tracy helping the two women.“I hope they’re not being a pest, Jane,” Grant said to the older of the two slaves.“No, Sah! Being around such polite children is a pure joy for us. I hope we can soon be making clothes for them.”“You will be,” proclaimed Sabrina, “because they’ll be my children to help raise.”“You gonna marry massa Grant, mistress Sabrina?” asked Janice.“I sure am.”“Well, if his chil’n are like.