. what are you doing?” I began gently nuzzling her vagina with my nose and she tensed slightly “Michael ... oh God ... are you sniffing me! Don’... smell me like that ... it’s embarrassing.” I then began licking her folds and she drew a deep intake of breath. As I got more into it, she moaned “Mmmmm ... Michael ... oh ... oh ... that’s sooo bad.” She put her hands on top of my head and weakly attempted to push me away, but I then circled her clitoris with my tongue and she responded with a moan. ”“And we’re seeing Doctor Green next Saturday right after lunch?”“Yes.”“Good.”After lunch, I went with Jesse and his moms back to the coach house. I took him aside to talk to him.“You know that the Eucharist has alcohol in it?” I said. “It’s red wine with warm water and bread.”“Yes! Father Basil told me!”“But you can’t spit it out the way you did the bourbon when you tasted it, or wipe off your tongue. People would be very sad if you did that.”“What if I don’t like it?”“Then you just swallow it. "I don't mind." Sally looked at him skeptically. A smile played on the corner of her lips as he stood a few inches away. Her wavy hair bounced as she moved closer to him. "Thank you." Mr. Craig could but smile as he stepped back to gather his stuff. His messenger's bag, a leather blue, hung around his shoulder as he made his way around his desk. Sally wasn't sure what to expect. A few minutes later, they come out of the school. Sally trails. The breeze on deck had made me a bit tired. Back in the cabin, I undressed and lay on my bed. I had opened the curtain so that I could watch the waves. I found it very relaxing and was soon asleep. A knocking on the door woke me and I grabbed my housecoat and went to answer it. On the floor, I saw flowers and a card attached. It was nice meeting you today. Sam. I looked at the flowers and back to the card. How did he know my cabin number? I never told him. Inside, I set the flowers down and put.