Tiffany planted herself beside my chair and proceeded to give herself a tongue-bath. Very few people paid attention to the teacher as she compared and...contrasted the various forms of Communism.In study hall, I was rather bored, having finished my homework halfway through, so I doodled, careful not to write anything the Pen could use to manipulate reality again. I drew a mirror on the cover of my math book, silently wondering what my enemies were doing. The mirror seemed to become. "It's me, Mister Bill," came Haley's voice. "Can I come in?" Please do," I said.She closed the door behind herself and came up to me. "Mister Bill..." Miss Haley..." Did you mean it..." I meant it. Did you?" I don't wanna mess up our friendship," she said. "Can I..." She touched my shoulder."Yes ... I wish you would..."She crawled into my lap with less than the normal exuberance. "I thought about what we did..." she looked at me, those brown eyes wide, moist at the corners. "I ... I took. Within a few minutes, she let out a loud moan and came all over my face. It wasn’t long before I could feel her pulling me and making me sit on her face. I was completely naked sitting on the face of my boss’s secretary.I must say, she was an amazing tongue-fucker. She swirled her tongue around my pussy and fingered me well until I emptied my juices all over her face. She even licked my asshole.We made out for more than 30 minutes, rubbing our pussy on each other, kissing, fingering, sucking. What I felt toward Lynette wasn't love--at least, if you define "love" to be what I felt for Kristen, my mother, or my sister. However, it was more than just friendship. After having Lynette being an intimate part of the relationship between Kristen and me for the last three months made it difficult to even conceive of a relationship with Kristen that didn't include Lynette.It was plain to everybody that Lynette's real focus in her life at the current moment was Kristen and not me. Lynette had.