To be quite honest with you Rebecca I was quite enjoying havingthe room to myself. Is that wrong?" Janet replied finally.Anthony knew she hadn't said ...hat was on her mind and wondered whyshe'd asked what she did. What would a real teenage girl say to that hewondered. He decided to press on anyway."No. Why would you think that?" Rebecca asked."I guess you'll find out soon enough anyway," Janet replied, sippingher coffee again. "The girl who had your place in the room, HeatherUnderwood was taken. Thus she wrote fiction. Unfortunately it sucked. He offered opinions at first once the class ended and the relationship began, but he'd already skewered her attempts at stories during the class. She didn't care. She left writing behind.Her true interests lay in the peculiar social philosophy known as interior decoration. Not so much an artistic or architectural interest, although those aspects couldn't be ignored, her philosophy aligned with a sort of Feng Shui which involved not just the space. “Well jeez, don’t stop,” Vikki teases. Kelsey smiles and kisses them harder before sitting back up. She looks over at Becca and all three giggle. “Becca, I dare you to lick Vikki’s neck, ear to ear, slowly.” Kelsey grins. Becca leans over and slides her tongue slowly from Vikki’s left ear to her right ear along Vikki’s neck. Vikki lets out a soft moan placing her hands on Becca’s shoulders. Vikki’s nipples poke out through her shirt. “Oh my god you little slut,” Kelsey laughs, “Alright Vikki. Mr. Smith made a gesture towards Birch, and he stepped forward. Emi realised he was being invited to do a more personal examination, and she caught her breath as Birch closed his hand round one of Kayleigh’s breasts, taking her nipple in between his thumb and forefinger. He squeezed hard, and Emi thought she saw the girl flinch slightly, something she’d managed not to do. It was a strange thing to watch her owner touch another girl, even though in a way it was impersonal and non sexual,.