The voice of the lecturer piped in and out of her subconscious, and eventually caught her attention again.Her friend Abby was equally taken by the lec...urer’s silky voice but was taking notes as she listened. Emily was always a little jealous of her more outgoing friend, when it came to Mr Forrester. He seemed to pay her more attention, and it was she more often than not who asked the most pertinent questions.Emily picked up her pen to write, as the lecturer summed up.“So the principles that lay. That and a kiss are the last I remember of the first day of my winter break.I wake to a familiar smell as Jayne waves a pipe under my nose. Just in the nick of time, the drugs from the hospital are fast wearing off. Jayne puts the pipe down and rests her head on my breasts. She takes a nipple between her teeth, caressing it to erection. She runs her fingers up and down my crease, rubbing my clit on the upstroke. After a while, she moves her mouth from my nipple to my clit and starts stuffing my. However, June's mind was in overdrive.I said, "Tomorrow, let's take it easy. How about a boat ride on the Colorado River?" June replied, "Great, sounds like fun."Saturday was pleasant until June decided the trip needed a finale. After dinner, a bottle of mine, and pulling a few slot handles, June came up with this idea."I want to get really kinky. Here is what we are going to do. In our room, we'll turn off all the lights, get it completely dark, and get naked in the window. I want you to. I wasn't grasping it, just resting the palm of my hand on it, seemingly of its own volition. The breast was firm and strong but relaxed, the nipple slack in my hand. My right hand was laying on its back, on the mattress, her body on top of the forearm.We were both buried in the blankets, the tops just above my chin.Something woke me up. Some sound. Unusual, but not threatening. Someone clearing his throat."Good morning."I'd awakened to those words many a time, but they were always spoken by a.