"Actually, I do. I have found some very interesting things out about your husband, Rebecca... things that we can use to our advantage. It seems Mark h...s been a bad little boy himself!" I said. As she sat there on the sofa next to me, I laid out the information I had gathered on her husband. She was at first shocked, then she got mad. "He was doing this with this little whore and he accuses me of cheating?" she said, her voice as well as her anger rising with each word. "Apparently so, Rebecca.. “Oh, you really are going all in on this. Aren’t you?”“You can tell me to stop or not use some of these things but I really hope you don’t. I need this!”I could hear the anguish in her voice and so said, “We’ll play it by ear. This is really not my thing but I know how much you need it. Well, not all if it is not my thing. I love fucking my puppy. God, that sounded fucked up. But you know what I mean.”She grinned at me and said “Your puppy loves it when you fuck her. That leads me to another. "Yes, I can see you do, kitten." One arm went low, massaging Reese's mound through her skirt, the other high, cupping a left breast through blouse and brassiere. The combination, once Britt had applied enough pressure with her fingers, was too much.Reese's moan was barely audible, but she twisted fiercely around to press her lipstick to Britt's, and engulfed her hands in the brunette's mane. Britt herself was messing her panties at taking this cute little spot of demure innocence, and her hands. The spark in the look she gave me provided the affirmation that she did know. "I can. I'm the anomaly, you know. Bilingual. Most of the kids think I should sound like the character in a bad movie, and I don't, and the instructor says that if I can pass the test, he's good with seeing me next semester for the next step. Or maybe THIS semester." Darnit!" Brindy said."Oh, you..." Lita turned to her, "You and me, Algebra 101? Friday morning we're BOTH taking the test to get past that one." Lita...".