Not being about to resist it I went over and sat next to her. I leaned over and whispered, “can I ask you something?”“Sure.”“Can I lick your...pussy?”“Maybe.” “Are you wearing any panties.”“No” as a big grin spread across her face. I reached a hand over and pushed it up her skirt. And she was right, she wasn’t wearing any panties and she was shaved clean to boot. I ran a finger up the slit of her pussy. She pulled her skirt up and spread he legs and I immediately got down on my knees between her. " I swear these girls know just theright humiliating things to say. She then would squeeze her own boobs andget in close. "Let's compare sizes," she'd say. "Oh wow! Yours are biggerthan mine! You're such a little bimbo." Then she'd wink, throw some of myold clothes at me, then close her door.Trish likes the psychological aspect, I suppose that's why she's studyingit. The other girls torment me by expressing how much of a girl I havebecome, Trish likes to humble me with what I used to be. "Can. "Okay, so I was a little vain, but I had a right to be, I was slim with curves in all the right places, tall, but not too tall and my blonde locks framed my face and rested on my shoulders. Turning away from the mirror I took the dress from the bed and put it on, once again I looked at my reflection and smiled broadly, which made me realise that I had no make-up on. Well of course having gone to the all the trouble of dressing up I was not about to spoil the effect by leaving off my make-up, so. Standing she moved to behind the eggs,her wings spreading wide as she too began the welcoming hum as thecandidates were led in by D'ven.Looking around at the other candidates, Timia realized that most had comefrom holdless camps "Come on," Seelah took hold of her hand striding witha confidence to lead the other girls to ring around the three goldeneggs.One other candidate who looked to be Weyr bred was trying to encouragethe rest. She was offering advice, but only Seelah and Timia seemed to.