They're fascinated by me but I haven't done anything besides talk to them. Her name is Betty Taylor, if that helps. I had lunch with her on Tuesday an... Wednesday." Oh, that girl," she answered, letting her breath out. "I was wondering who you were talking to, especially since you looked so upset after sitting at the intellectuals' table." It was clear that Kitty had been watching me before I'd ever approached her, but then Darrell had said as much."Yeah, again, I was telling her some things. ..his body was so hot, and for a moment I was caught off guard, my eyes taking a moment to soak in the sight without any control of mine. My face went a bit flush and my mouth d****d open. He looked like he could be some male model for a jeans ad and it flustered me. I am sure he saw me checking him out because his smile grew as he approached me."You better get to it." He said, staring down at me, now right in front of me. I threw an overhand right, thinking to surprise him and not being one to. My legs were losing strength every moment. They bent down and I was on the floor.He again fed me my own juice. Then he pulled me upwards and threw me to the bed. He then had his mobile phone ringing. He answered to it, dropped the call end laid by me facing my back side. My right hand side was upwards.He cuddled me from behind and kissed me a few times on my neck, collar shoulder and down to my hip, Rubbing me all the way. I wondered why he did not fuck me.As he cuddled me and was no longer. "I did?" Yes. You said that you had something you wanted to ask me in private," Brenda said. "What did you want to ask me?" Have you ever had sex with another woman?" I asked."No." Would you like to try it?" I asked."With you?" Brenda asked.I said, "Yes, with me."Brenda spread her legs apart and I was looking up her skirt."Do you like what you see, Pamela?" she asked.I said, "I can't see your pussy. Please take your panties off."Brenda pulled her skirt up and managed to slip her panties off and.