Elle s’appelait Maud. C’était une copine de fac de ma fille et elle était passée plusieurs fois à la maison. Beaucoup de filles et parfois de ...arçons défilaient chez nous, sans que j’y prête trop attention.J’étais par mon travail d’enseignant en biologie à l’université plus souvent à la maison que ma propre épouse, mais l’habitation bourgeoise dans laquelle nous vivions au cœur de Lyon était suffisamment grande pour permettre ce genre de cohabitation sans heurt.Ce qui a fait que je l’ai repérée. "I'll buy you a porygon for your birthday," Miranda replied with a dismissive wave of her hand as she spun the chair around to face him, "But um... Sorry." It's okay," he replied sympathetically, "Look um, there's been a problem at Laurna's lab-" Is she alright?!" Miranda exclaimed in a sudden panic, leaping to her feet and barely keeping her housecoat closed."She wasn't hurt," Bob assured, quickly turning away, "But there was a small fire, and some things have gone missing." Really? What?"Bob. Why are you looking so afraid? Pretty girl like you shouldn't rush to put her clothes back on when a man comes around," he spoke, his voice sickeningly sweet like putrid meat. I could feel his eyes stroking my body, his gaze sending a hot draft beneath my underclothes and making my skin crawl. He took a few heavy steps toward me and I froze. I didn't know what to do, I had never been by myself with a man before; he was overbearing and I felt myself begining to panic. He saw it, too, because. U.Gs," the brunette agreed, using the acronym for lesbians until graduation and wiggling her tongue suggestively.Too long denied the treat, and a week without even using her fingers for relief caused that gesture to light a fire of arousal in Amber. Her friend was wearing short-shorts, and a tight t-shirt that strained to contain her breasts - the lack of a bra allowing her nipples to poke provocatively at the cloth.Amber picked up the air-filled man from between them and deposited him behind.