Patricia jumped back dropping the mirror in the process, the fall wasslow, it twirled in the air, tumbling and twisting as it fell.She held her breath...praying that it hadn't broken as it bounced off thecarpet and wheeled in the air, it hit the floor again and landed mirrorside down, the patterned polished silver backing was up in the air."Oh no" she cried, fearing the worst she gingerly picked up the mirror,expecting shards to fall out but none did.She examined the glass, it hadn't cracked at. As he turned to face the mirror, Molly noticed his engorged condition and smiled knowingly."My, we are sensitive aren't we? Is it always like that?"Jack gasped a little and nodded as he wondered how he was going to avoid being stimulated to distraction every time he put on a bra. Molly had already anticipated his dilemma."Here, let's try this one. The cup is lined and more protective."Jack removed the first bra a little regretfully. He was beginning to enjoy the sensations of lacy patterned. Cath told him she was not interested & she had company, myself. About 5 minutes later Brian flew in through the back door 'so whats happening then' he said I couldn't take my eyes of him, about 6ft tall short cropped blonde hair with glassy blue eyes and the most unbelievable lips! wearing his gym kit, long silk like below the knee shorts & sleeveless t-shirt, he was toned, not too muscled or bulky. 'Hello mate, am Gary I said, Cath told him too get the fuck out 'Am gay lad, honest, if you dont. ‘Constance,’ he said, snapping her back to attention, ‘by the end of the semester okay?’ ‘Yes sir. Any book you can suggest?’ She asked. ‘How about something a little more risqué than Dickens, Lady Chatterly’s Lover is a book you may detest as well, another pathetic character, although I love her dearly. Have you ever read it?’ He asked. ‘No, but I’ve heard about it, and yes it is much more risqué than Dickens.’ She replied, ‘I promise, if I hate it, by the time you are done reading my report,.