"Many things went through her head as he read it. Most of what she thought was critical and negative. "It's too long!" or "Why didn't he ever learn to...speed read?" She wanted to get up and walk around. She wanted to tear the book from his hands and throw it away. instead, she sat, fidgeting nervously.When she could take it no longer she finally chimed in, "Gary?"He did not look up from the book. Instead he held up his hand to indicate that he would be just a while longer.Michelle sat back in. This happened when I was between 35 - 40 and revolved around my good deeds visiting my gran who lift in a sheltered housing complex. All the residents knew each others business and my gran had it in for another resident who we shall call Dorothy. She was an ex school teacher in her late 50s whose husband had died around 5 years previously. They both went to the church and she had a bit of a reputation for flirting with congregation husbands and how she dressed.Been a hot blooded male I liked. But I don't have to wonder for long as I feel something being pressed into my pussy, stretching it. I moan in pleasure and feel something else being secured to my clit. I wonder what is going on, but am almost immediately rewarded with an answer as Master wordlessly flicks on these two objects and as the thing inside my pussy vibrates, two words filter into my seared conscious. “Vibrating dildo.” Removing my mind from my tingling pussy with some difficulty, I figure out what is on my clit. A. She looked around and waited for anyone to answer. All but two of them either lied or weren’t being honest with us. Most of us, and of course this included the three guys too, shook their heads while we waited for the girls to answer the question. We remained quiet as we stared at the girls. Beneath the table, we discovered, they were holding hands with one another. I was asking myself if it mattered to me or not. They weren’t sure what to say as they held the other’s hand under the table. They.