Which sound was sweeter, a breath that had been stolen, or the one that was wedged sideways in her throat? You know the kind. It's the one where she s...cks in her breath, making that little inbound squeal. It then lodges there in her throat, unable to come out. What a sweet sound. It was hard to decide which one was the sweetest.The echoes of her broken efforts to breathe, rang in Catherine's head, as if she was still with Karen. The bed still smelled of their sex. Catherine continued to replay. Cheryl said she gave the guy a couple of dollars for a tip. "I didn't have to, though." What do you mean?" Well, I guess you can say that Carla gave the guy a tip of her own." What?" I mean, she gave him a visual tip."Cheryl tried her best to shield the guy's eyes from the rest of the house, but she was too short to hide much and our apartment's hallway created a straight-shot view of the living room beyond."The pizza delivery boy got an eyeful of Carla lounging nude on the couch - and then. " I have never had proper sex with a woman either but I wouldn't mind, you have got a great arse," laughed Sheila."You have got a great arse too but...," Yvonne did not finish her sentence but the two women looked into each others eyes."Go and get your hairbrush Vonnie," said Sheila seductively.Yvonne went and got her hairbrush and her insides were turning with a mixture of dread and desire.The two women moved from the kitchen where they had been, to the living room. Sheila took a kitchen chair. "Damn right I'm ready!" Julie answered angrily."I didn't ask you, Julie. I was asking Sarah, and I would appreciate you not butting in," I thought brusquely. This was getting out of hand.Julie pouted.I closed my focus to just Sarah."I'll handle this, if it's all right with you? I told her. Would you escort her to my room, and have her wait on me? Then get your shampoo and a couple of towels and meet us in the showers. I'll be there in ten minutes. I think she needs to be taught a little lesson.