Slowly, Danielle slithered up her body until their faces were level with each other, and her thigh crept up Janet's twining around it, her soft, curli...g fleece of pubic hair brushing warmly again that of her own. Then, her lips found Janet's with an agile, pliant, soft, sweet, knowing possession, and her tongue fluttered into her mouth.And, in spite of her shame at the thought of another woman touching her, Janet could not help responding. She sucked at the invading tongue as Danielle's hand. Either could he. They had fucked once before and it was the best night of his life. Not only could she keep up, but she opened doors for him. Hair pulling, choking, name calling, role playing, anal. All things he had seen in porn, but never imagined doing in real life. He wanted to show her what she turned him into, and she was more than happy to oblige.His hand slowly moved up between her legs. She was already wet."Not yet, daddy", she whispered, as she crossed her legs.She was soaked and his. He's only twelve - you can't just barge in and disrupt his life now! He's well-adjusted." I can't believe what you and your soon-to-be husband have done with that child. From what I've been told from friends, you have him going to that prissy private school, Our Lady of... um..." Our Lady of the Immaculate Conception," Sonya supplied the name."And playing the damned violin, and now I've been told that he speaks French fluently! He should be wearing jeans and playing football, not acting like a. One affect of this was that all of the urinals were gone and there were only stalls in any of the bathrooms. I found the bathroom empty and picked out a stall near the end of the row. Being fairly lazy if I am in a stall I will sit down to urinate. This also prevents “footprints” on the seat as well, that the females in the building really dislike. I had just finished relieving myself when I heard the door open. The unmistakable sound of heals echoed on the tile floor. The footsteps walked.