Unbeknownst to the octopus Jillian was having a dream where her feet and wrists were being caressed by her ex-boyfriend; he tickled her wrists and her...feet in a very seductive way. Her body began to react to her dreams and soon her body temperature was rising and moisture began to accumulate in her pussy.While the octopus sat there unsure of what do next, he suddenly tasted something in the water that he had never tasted before. It was sweet, and exotic, but tasted better than any fish he had. Even though I had two minds, it was still challenging. One way of looking at it is that I was doing two years' of work with two minds, so the equivalent of a year's work per mind. That would imply that it should be as challenging for my average intelligence as for any other average student, but that wasn't the case at all, for three major reasons:I didn't have to write assignments or take tests for my 11th grade work, so that saved a lot of effort.I could progress at my own pace, not the pace. I had already gone to my room and turned off the lights, but I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Her fair firm buttocks, her hairy pussy. . . . all this was driving me crazy. I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t. Finally at midnight I drifted off to sleep thinking about her naked body. I woke up at around 2am still thinking about Sheba aunty. I knew I wanted her at any cost and this was now or never, but I had no clue what to do. I got up from my bed and made my way into her room. She was fast. Tight pencil skirt, heels, a tight button down blouse, and glasses (which she didn't wear every night). I decided that after yesterday I was okay to shoot my shot so I commented that her outfit was really working for her. She smiled at me and unbuttoned one more button and asked "does it look better like this? Or that" as she re-buttoned the button. Without missing a beat, I replied "did you try unbuttoning 2 more buttons?". For some reason this makes her crack up and she stands up, approaches.