Getting her shirt back to its original state would be tricky without waking her, but I couldn't very well leave it where it was. Other than her pantie... she was naked below the hem of her shirt and I didn't want her waking up to that even if she realized that I hadn't done it on purpose."Mmm," Monica moaned softly.She shifted a little and brought her hand up to clasp mine before I could move it."Are you awake?" I asked.She didn't answer right away, and I was almost ready to believe she was still. I never got the jist of Chemistry, all those letters and chemicals were a bit confusing. Also, the danger of all those chemicals had me a bit skittish. My lab partner was another girl that lived in the same dorm as me. During the early part of the semester, we struggled and didn't seem to get much help from the assistants. We would get stuck, ask Jim for some help and eventually he would come and give us some techincal explanation that was over our heads and move on. I lamented this with my. A couple of hours later, my wife woke up from her sleep, came downstairs, and we were all hanging out in the living room. We watched a couple of movies, and then the girls knew that it was time to go home. I decided to drive Tammy home, while my wife took the other girls with her and my step-daughter, to get them to their respective houses.On the way, Tammy and I were quietly talking. I finally brought up the conversations that the girls had, the off-the-wall sexual references they'd made, and. Carla shook her head. ‘Never,’ she replied. ‘Want to see if it will happen again?’ Bert asked. He began kissing her breasts again, while his hands began to explore the rest of her body. Groaning, Carla pressed her body against his caresses, then began to moan as his lips began moving down across her lush form, onto her belly. Bert slid his hand between her thighs, onto her vagina. Her clit was hard and erect and, as his hand slid over it, Carla jolted as if she’d been given an electric shock..