We leaned in and our lips met, gentle and soft. We kissed more, and our tongues collided. His tongue was on the inside of my teeth and I could feel hi... hand moving down my back. After a few more seconds of heavy kissing I felt his fingertips at my knee, and they slowly grazed up my thigh. My legs relaxed. He reached the outside of my underwear, and two of his fingers were cradling me, rubbing gently, and I could feel myself getting wet. As we pulled each other closer, he began to rub harder,. Maybe the problem is with me, not you.”She sat down next to me. “Huh?”“I don’t know Shelley, maybe I’m just being a jerk. I mean, a year ago, or even just last spring, you wouldn’t have given me the time of day. Then this year, out of the blue, you ask to partner with me and we’re suddenly boyfriend-girlfriend. What happens the day after the Science Fair is over? I get kicked to the curb again?”“That’s a pretty ugly picture of me, Carl, you know?” She did not look happy.“I know.” I looked at. She had to shake her head to dispel these images and once or twice caught a quizzical look on their faces. Had they noticed her eyes being drawn to their crotches? Her face went red at the thought and her cunt clenched in response to the humiliation of the thought. Other times she would look at their hands. Look at their fingers – some long and thin, others quite dumpy. She imagined them running along the length of the slit and imagining how it might feel. So used was she to Tom’s fingers that. Fix-it, who in any case, seemed preoccupied with working on modifications to Rover. "I swear he carries on conversations with that thing," Cat whispered to the other women. "And it's not like he wasn't creepy enough as it is. The way he stares at my tits every time he sees me, you'd think the little bastard had never seen a real woman before." "Well, let's face it, Cat, everybody stares at your tits, you know?" the Medium said. "They're kind of way out there for public consumption and.