"You're married!" I said, squeezing her breast again."Call it part of your research project," she said, rubbing her pussy against Randy's leg harder."... thought you weren't IN my research project," I said wryly."That was then. This is now," she said.I felt her hand at her blouse buttons and finally she let my hand go."Help me," she commanded, getting the blouse unbuttoned. I pulled it off of her left arm and she half sat to pull it off her other one. "Unhook me, please," she said.My fingers. My mother has told me only good things about you." Oh? Then you're one up on me because she didn't tell me about you."She laughed again. "I'm Mom's only daughter, Sammie — Samantha — van Roth." Oh? Married, I guess." No, Captain. Divorced. We didn't exactly get along. It was stormy while it lasted and then we decided to go different directions." I'm sorry about that, Mrs. van Roth." Please... call me Sammie. I hate that Mrs. thing, especially now." Okay, I'll try to remember, Sammie. Let me. "I moved my hand forwards and my finger slipped deeper into her pussy.She said, "Oooh darling, wiggle your finger around as you move it in andout "I did that and Miss Althea said, "Ooooh, yes that's it, slip anotherfinger in me, feel all over my pussy with your fingers, I feel I'mgetting so wet."As I moved my finger around I heard a squelching sound as I moved myfingers about her pussy. Miss Altheas' moaning increased and she said,"Go down on me, suck on my pussy lips, taste me, I am so wet. She finally fell asleep with a smile on her lips.Neither of them was up early on Sunday morning but had finished breakfast when Jenny turned up just after ten. She gave Libby a hug."You were marvellous," she said. "I knew you must be good to get your scholarship but not that good. You could have heard a pin drop in the pub while you were playing. We ought to charge you for stopping alcoholic consumption on licensed premises."Libby giggled."Are you coming in today, Jean?" Jenny continued."Of.