That had been plastered all over the daytime TV talk shows. “I shouldn’t have said that.”“People all think that way!” said Mindy, feeling no...little guilt herself, for leading the only adult woman she could really call her friend down a blind alley. She knew people at school, but they were acquaintances. None of them had visited her in the hospital. At the same time, she couldn’t tell her friend the whole truth. By now, Mindy felt no guilt whatsoever concerning her relationship with Bobby, but. ." I slowly began to thrust into her gently, and Amy pulled her sister's legs back toward her chest to make my thrusts deeper. As I thrust a little faster and deeper, Cindy's face looked pained, and she sighed "God...ahhhh...sooo...goooood..." Cindy began to pull hard on my butt, indicating that she wanted me to thrust into her harder. Amy was fascinated at the connection of my body and her sister's and she knelt down next to us, fondling my balls with one hand, and opening her sister's vaginal. "Yeah," she nodded. "That was fun." Fun wasn't the word I was going to use."She raised her eyebrows, looking at me."Exhilarating, different, surprising," I replied."See, you can have fun dancing," she joked."I was thinking about the kisses," I admitted. "Two beautiful women in five minutes. Wow."Tamara nodded her head, still smiling. Then her eyes returned to her book."That was fun too," she commented as she highlighted another academic passage, never looking up.I didn't know what to say to. Public places, places where we could get caught, things where people around us might or might not know what we were doing. Stuff like that, not gross, disgusting things.” She continued to rub my shoulders and reminisce, even though I’d asked her not to tell me more; unfortunately, she now had my curiosity piqued again. “So you had sex with him in public places? You? I can’t believe you would do that.” She laughed softly. “Me either – and it was real sex, not just the touching and teasing like.