"That's not right!" Holly said to Marnie.But Marnie just smiled."Of course it's not right," Marnie told her. "It's a cruel world. This girl is learnin... just how cruel it can be."Holly shook her head. This wasn't fun. This was madness.Marnie saw Holly's look and smiled."All right, Monika, off the record."Monika looked up at them both and relaxed back on her heels."She's new?" Monika asked Marnie, who nodded.Holly looked, now really confused."Monika is being trained," Marnie explained. "She's a. She rocked back on her heels, her face coming into view again. She was grinning and biting her lower lip. Still kneeling, she moved in a way that suggested she was pulling off her shorts. The angle of the webcam never showed her hips or legs as she leaned forward and moved ... somewhere off-screen. Again, the arm holding the camera-phone appeared in the screen repeatedly, taking several shots. Slowly, she eased back into the screen, still watching the area of his bed, still grinning. She did. As he sat transfixed before her, he was acutely aware of a dry mouth.Casually she traced each lip of her pussy with the edge of her middle finger smoothing the matted hair and giving him a clearer view of her darker sexual flesh. After another pause, she placed her hands to either side and opened herself wide as he took in air audibly (he did not gasp, thank you, but apparently had been holding his breath for a bit).As he sat aching, his eyes took in every inch--the glistening inner surface of. She’d not said a word so far. Was she so angry after all? Had Batgirl misread her expression? She’d said something to her staff before taking Batgirl’s arm and almost marching her down a couple of short corridors and into this empty, private room. Then everything was all right! Sister Allison turned to meet Batgirl’s uncertain gaze, smiled and practically pulled her into her arms, her lips quickly finding Batgirl’s as she embarked on a long, sensuous kiss. Her hands were running through.