Instinctively I began pulling my body up towards the line.I could practically feel her hands reaching for me. Time was still, the trolley seemed like ...t was barely moving. I became suddenly aware of a presence behind my back. I felt a hand barely graze my backside. Had I not pulled myself upwards she would have surely gotten enough purchase to pull me from the line. Then there was nothing for what seemed like seconds, minutes even. I felt a slight pressure at my right heel, then nothing again.. Maybe she would be angry and hurt for a long time and make it clear that I was never to even hint at such a thing again. That seemed even more likely. But maybe, and this is the thought that I was allowing myself to entertain...just maybe, she was considering agreeing to it. She'd once confessed that she and a college roommate had "fooled around a little." She'd told me in a light way, indicating that she'd kind of liked it. Maybe the prospect of a threesome with an attractive woman held some. Another joins it, rubbing the front of my panties, right below my clit. My nipples are now barely exposed as the hands on my chest run them through his fingers. My pussy is getting wetter and wetter, leaving a noticeable wet spot on my panties. I hang one hand down, hoping to connect with a hard cock. I let out a soft moan, as my hips rock gently out of my control. I feel a cock take my hand as an invitation. It starts to rub on my fingers, coating them in precum. I can feel trails of warm. The younger girl seemed to be about my age. My purse was stillaround my bra cup and as i walked across the room I could feel the girlevaluating what I had as opposed to her development. She didn't seempleased. If she knew the truth she would be really pissed.I told the receptionist my name and what mother had told me to say. Shesmiled condescendingly and told me to have a seat and Doctor would bewith me soon. Just as I turned to take a seat next to Mother, thereceptionist called out to me:.