She could not see her mother’s face, but she knew that she was watching her humiliation. She heard the tear of her panties, her pussy now naked. The...hands reached out again, this time running over her naked abdomen. One hand reached lower, lightly grazing over her sparse pussy hair. Becky felt a finger reach out and split her pussy lips apart and slide along her wet pussy slit. She could feel it slide all the way down, almost to her anus before moving back up again. She shivered in fear as the. We whispered endearments and cossettedand caressed each other, luxuriating in the feel of satin and nylon onour tender flesh as we ground and rubbed against each other.When we were both reached climax we clung to each other and kissed eachother with such passion that we both sobbed. I kept myself inside herand lay on top of her and Mrs Cashmore hugged me to her body and kissedmy hair and told me that everything was going to be alright.She told me that she loved me and I began to. Nathan chuckled quickly, "Oh this is a great story! I'm in Prof.Ballard's Creative Writing class, and it's the first day. He startsthings off with an icebreaker exercise. Everyone is sitting in a circleand we are to take turns saying our name, what we did that summer, and alittle something about why we are in the class. I don't even rememberwhat I said. But it gets to be Trisha's turn, and I'd never even met herbefore, and she says 'Over the summer I was magically transformed from amiddle. Thank youdear. That's a lovely suggestion. How long would you estimate the trainingwould take - if I were to allow it of course?"She shrugged. "Three months? What do you girls think?" she asked,addressing the other two."About that amount of time. Yes, at least." Alice answered."Don't be mad at me Cynthia dear," Tracy said. "But we are probably notthe best trainers in the house."Cynthia bristled. "I can't think of anyone better!"Tracy put her nail file down, and reached an arm across my back.