The women’s bathroom of the Grey Lines space bus terminal became our secret lair and she learned quickly. She was not as enduring and strong but wha... she lacked there she more than compensated with speed and agility. She could flex and bend her body in ways that made me hurt just looking. Equally she was my teacher and I learned to cross my legs, bat my eyes, walk the way she wanted me too and use my arms and gestures differently.“You pass well, no guy on all Nilfeheim would take you for. She always takes someone to her office at these parties for some fun and tonight it was your turn. Everyone knows this.” Fear gripped me that Tom might know what I did and she could see it on my face. She smiled at me sweetly and laughed. “I am only teasing. Only some of us girls know about her preying upon women at these parties. Last year it was the bartender and before that it was one of our magazine editor’s wives.” She likes to go for the virgin lesbian types when she can. I was relieved. The female voice was Melissa. We had met through the world of online shooting games and we had formed a little team where we battled other teams online on weekends. I didn’t know much about her though. She was 18, I knew that much, and she liked computer games of course. I had never seen a picture of her or asked for it. But why should I? We did talk about personal things sometimes, but mostly about the games we played or would like to be playing. As our fellow team mates said their ‘See ya. “There’s a vibrator on the side of the bath” she says “bring it in with you, would you please”. Looking around I spot a beautifully shaped glass phallic ornament and pick it up.“What do you want me to do with this?” I question her avidly - her response surprises me….“On no, I’m the one who’s going to use that, just come in here and see”.With more than a little curiosity I join her in the shower and she takes the dildo from me.“OK – now soap me all over” she whispers “whilst I soap you”.Picking.