You look for something narrower. Your eyes pick out pick out the T Square. If you could just hold it at the correct angle and slide it between your th...ghs from behind, maybe you could rub the short edge against your itching vagina. A great idea but, unfortunately, you cannot grip tightly enough to apply sufficient pressure. If anything you have made it worse. You press your thighs together as if trying to prevent yourself from peeing. But this does no good either. Just as you think you can take. .. yeah.My girlfriends were in high demand and Beth stood guard around them so the few classmates who were at the gathering understood that they were strictly off-limits. Of course, we all had to show our jewelry to everyone. It didn’t take long for people to understand what the triple-hearts on their necklaces meant. Folks just kind of nodded their heads and commented about how different things were these days.We all had dishes of ice cream—I love that kind where Beth’s mom freezes Heath Bars. We have a wall mounted phone and he could reach it without breaking his rhythm. It was Alice from over the road, her husband Bill was trapped under a load of lumber, not hurt but couldn’t get out. So Tom said that he would go over and help. ‘I wont be long.’ he said to me. I replied ‘Wumf Umfl argh wwwff.’ which meant untie me but with the gag in my mouth I couldn’t speak. ‘It’s OK, I’ll only be a few minutes.’ and off he went. I was laying there, trussed up like a turkey waiting to be stuffed. And lips ... and tongue!” I whispered.Her eyes grew wide and she leaned forward so that our lips touched again, this time parting to allow our tongues to find each other and begin a dance that would end with us linked together in an even more intimate way. The kiss tasted slightly of strawberries, her lip gloss mostly having worn off while eating ice cream, I was sure.The kisses, which had started out soft and tentative, quickly became deeper and more deliberate. I slid my hand up her side and.