” “I can’t believe that you just saw me undressed,” Sara said, “I could have been wearing my bondage bra! Oh God, I would have died if you ...aw me in that!” “I know and I am so sorry baby,” I replied, “I heard the shower running and thought that you were still in the bathroom.” “I was running the shower for you,” Sara replied, “if you had of been ten seconds earlier, I would have been topless or even fucking naked!” “Dang,” I smiled, trying to diffuse the situation, “another opportunity. Not only her head but her torso too broke through the suffocating surface of her fluid surroundings. Her mouth spouted water high into the life-giving air like a geyser, before gravity thumped her back down until only her head stood proud of the lake’s surface. She coughed and spluttered, stealing gasps of air when she could as she flapped and rolled, desperately heading towards the safety that the sloping bank of stone offered. The water eventually leaked away from her eyes, restoring her. She began to shudder with each tongue stroke, and I coordinated the action of my finger so that each time she shuddered, my finger was buried deep inside her and I could stroke the "roof" of her vagina. This was years before anyone would speak of a woman's G-spot, but Linda had known what felt good and had never hesitated to tell me. After a few minutes of slow licks and deep fingering, Ann seemed on the verge of hysteria."I... I... Oh god that's so... um... fffffffffffffuck it.... Even though Michael had given her the day off, she was quite certain that meeting Carly would be against the rules. And telling her everything that had happened to her would make Michael furious and probably Lorraine as well. She did not know how she would do it, but she must keep that information from them. Not because it might result in discipline, but because it would make Michael stop loving her. And she could not take that. It would be hard though, he always knew when she lied to him. She.