To be frank Rekha mam wasn’t so bad in looks either, with her 36D-32-40 figure (You must be wondering how I know it. I will tell that in another sto...y), though she was the mother of my classmate.After the CD incident I was very close to Nimisha mam. I used to visit her once in a while in the name of clarifying doubts. And she used to talk very freely with me. Sometimes she even teased me about the CD incident asking me if I had got fresh collections. And not losing these chances to flirt with. I couldn't hear Evan moving around. My whole body ached from sleeping in the same position all night. I'd been so tired that falling into bed and falling asleep had been pretty much simultaneous. Suppressing a groan, I rolled over and mentally reviewed everything that happened last night.Marsh and Tasha were really nice. The rest of the pack wasn't bad. I was just too uncomfortable with all of the speculation to really see it clearly last night. I knew time would help. I just needed to get to. Karen and Wendy were taking Dr. Mackenzie’s advice to occupy their time the best way they know how and having lots of sex with Dan. Much to his pleasure, Karen or Wendy would invite Tina over so they could watch her and Dan fuck. When Tina would say it was time for her to go home, she’d mildly protest as Wendy and Karen took turns eating her pussy, convincing her to stay another night.During the drive to Kingston for Brad’s hockey game, Abby sat in the back seat between Tina and Karen. Friendly. I watch her intently, still wondering whether what she has told me is a bunch of lies, but her face shows no tell tale signs. ‘He was such a sweet and tender lover that night…’ She shrugs her shoulders, walking behind me as the other women leave me, her hand pulling at my hair, dragging a hairbrush through the tangled mess. My head jerks back with each downward stroke. ‘So much like you Sally, desperate for affection and tenderness.’ I wince as the brush gets tangled in a strand. ‘But, he can’t.