Near one of the larger pillows I feel a hand on my shoulder, and then downward pressure. Strange in that it seems not to be a hand belonging to the ma... leading me. I submit and slowly kneel on the throw pillow. Another voice, unknown, tells me to get comfortable. Suddenly I know there are two men. I feel even more exposed, more anxious, more alert and more aroused. I submit to this new voice and maneuver myself so I am kneeling on the pillow. Hands suddenly begin touching me, caressing my skin.. .. smiling at me.The cheerleaders were working on their routine in the back end of the gym and toward the end they moved forward with high kicks, up to where I was set up with the bars and mats. Through the swing and up, I could not stop and as I brought both hands to the same bar Beck had timed another high kick, two paces closer, I stared at the point on the mat were I would land and let go, I knew I was in trouble, a fraction to late, flying through the air and landed. My feet were right but. Trish nodded, “Please. We may never do this again, although right now I can’t wait to do whatever we’re going to do – with you, with Pam; and I have a feeling I’m going to want to keep doing it for the rest of my entire life.”Pam said in a slightly embarrassed tone, “We watched lesbian porn films this afternoon to get an idea about what to do – sixty-nine, eating pussy, breast play, fingering and fisting like you did to me. We got forty-million hits on Google the first time we searched on the. You’ll get a much better idea of what the development will look like that way.’ She tapped at a few keys on her computer keyboard then stood up, motioning to Melissa to sit down in front of the monitor. ‘Feel free to browse. You can’t lose anything, I promise.’ And after showing her how to navigate around the screen, Paula left her to it. Melissa had wanted to hate what she saw but instead found herself captivated. The cottage-like houses, much bigger than she’d imagined, would be in keeping.