For a second, I thought, it's not the way it should be. Shit on it, she felt too fantastic, her soft skin, her amazing boobs covering mine. Bea's pass...on set my monk-like life after the divorce to an end. I gave in to temptation, we ripped down the trousers, kissed us all over, were friendly to our pussies and g-spots. Don't know how many times we had our fingers inside of each other ... We were crazy, got used to the taste of our wetlands, and felt no physical distance to each other, my pussy. I fixed my clothes amazing they looked like nothing happened. I cleaned up the mess fast and hurried to my locker i only had 10 minutes left. After stopping at my locker I ran to Mr.Wildo’s room and saw him sitting at his desk looking at something. I slowly walked in knocking on the side of the door, “You wanted to see me sir?” I quietly said walking up to his desk. “Ah..yes. Miss Jones follow me please.” He smirked grabbing his briefcase and walking out the door without. " Oh, it's gonna be painful today," Hendo says. "But when we get back toLondon, and you're back on your feet, the two of us are gonna go out,and every single guy in London is gonna want us, right?" Right," I say, my confidence slowly returning."And not all of them will be 'Prince Charming' for either of us," Hendosays. "Doesn't mean they're not good for SOMETHING. And hell, maybethere'll be a single American guy here today?" ...At a same-sex wedding between two women?" I retort."No reason why. I told her that I was putting clothes in the washing machine so wondering if there were any clothes here for washing. She said she will check. I asked her about the kurta and she said she had just worn it today.I took it in my hand as if examining it. I told her it looks fine. Then I took the sweaty portion of the arm and bought it to my nose, in front of her. I took a long sniff and acted casually. I looked at her and told her yes it doesn’t smell bad. Her expressions had changed. She was just.