“Oh, you like pussy juice too, huh? Just like me, doggie! I hope we can be friends.” Jane dipped her fingers back into her honey-hole and held it ...ut for the dog once more. He licked her fingers feverously! “Oh, yes, you really DO like pussy juice!” She did it once more. Jane suddenly had a great idea! ‘Why let him lick pussy juice off of my fingers when I have a whole bunch of it between my legs!’ She was proud of herself for thinking if it. “And daddy says I’m not too bright…”Jane spread her. "***I spent the next week preoccupied with the revelation that my desire towear a bra is cooked into my psyche. It's no different than Alice'sdesire for a bra in the story I read. I'm no different than girls indesiring to wear a bra and have breasts. Unlike most but not all girls,my body is not set up to develop breasts. So I'll always be among thegirls for which bras are optional. I wondered what would happen in mynext session with Dr. Nathanson.***Once again I was sitting naked in the chair. I continued rubbing Lynn's back working my way down to her tight bikini. Paula turned back watching as I slid my hand under her elastic strings to her perfect round little ass. I gave Lynn a little spank and got more lotion to start again with her feet and work my way up her legs and between her beautiful succulent thighs. Lynn spread her legs slightly so I could et a little more access to her inner thighs. I re-clipped her top so she could turn over. Paula stood up and said she needed to cool. “We used to play here”, remembered Madeleine“Yes”, answered Roberta, her eyes, unnoticed by Madeleine, filling up with tears“Why did you leave ?”, Roberta asked suddenly“Mother told me to leave. She didn’t want a girl who was “that way”, answered Madeleine, her voice becoming as whisper“She caught us. We should have been more careful”, said Roberta putting her arm around Madeleine’s shoulders. “I remember that evening as if it was yesterday’, said Madeleine, “We were on the second “balcony” in.