Well, without words anyway. But we both knew something was in the air. I did know, thank you Sullivan & Sullivan, that she wasn’t married. Despite t...e ink, she wasn’t the least bit butch. Of course neither was Vanessa and she was pure lesbian.For my purposes, for Plan B, I didn’t care if Anniston were gay or bi. Either one could work to my advantage. If she were interested. And that appeared to be so.Plan B was in my jacket pocket. A doctored thumb drive. Jesse told me, “Jump her air. That place that made her shudder from within, his endless circles were sending her to warm and wonderful places in her mind. She thought she would go insane as he added his fingers to the sensations coursing through her body. She tightened with the first convulsion...her breath had stopped; no sound escaped her though she screamed inside. He sensed her losing control and quickened his pace... she jerked and shuddered, his touch so perfect as if they had known each other many times before. As. “Yeah ... Shar -- I have no confidence when it comes to Calc. None at all.” He pushed the paper toward her. “You look at it.” She picked it up and opened it. “Is it a C?” he asked.Sharon pointed her finger upward. “A C-plus?” he asked. “B?” She continued to point upward. “B-plus?” He grabbed the paper from her. “Ninety-three ... an A- minus. I don’t think I’ve ever received an A on any Calc test ever.”“Congratulations,” she said. Lucas emptied his coffee cup. Sharon looked into hers and swirled. When she was leaving, I asked her “Which one of you will come tomorrow?” “Naturally me. Sheena has been with you two times and I have been here only once.” “What happens after that?” I persisted. “Well, I don’t rightly know. I suppose we will do what you want,” she replied. “It is a deal,” I said and we sealed our bargain with a kiss. Sheeba came the next day as promised and we fucked and sucked each other to our hearts content. When she was leaving, she asked me as to which one of them would.