" I don't see your point." I don't want to finish with this, finally be free, and not have anyone to talk to, Sophie. Neither do you, I don't think......we need him to be our friend."Sophie contemplated that for a moment, pulling the pillow she'd been unconsciously clutching into her stomach and hugging it tightly."Is he the sort of person we'd want as a friend, after all this?" she finally managed."He's the only sort we've got." Caerys pointed out. "Who else would believe any of this?" Sophie. Huh ... huh ... huh..." Then she asked ... while still writhing, "How are you doing on your thesis ... is ... is ... is?"Grace put down her sketch pad and moved a bit..."for better light." she said ... she said that a lot."Lift your head, Sally ... you greedy thing." Grace slid right into the notch, "for better light," she said. "Oh my ... that smells good."As a mathematician, with a degree and working towards another, I was fully aware, that in most circumstances, two and two make four. There. She tried to keep her body as still as possible but noticed that she was getting very close to an orgasm.And the nurse had also noticed how the clitoris of Sandra was trying to pull back and hide under her hood, a clear sign that this girl was getting close to her climax. Only by seeing this and noticing how this girl was turned on by her touch, she also got excited some more. And she wondered if that other girl, standing next to her, would also know what was going on.Martha had been looking at. And what a cute little butt it was, young and firm and ready to pounded. She was tensing her cheeks together. I let her stand like that for a few moments as I admired the view. "Okay, this isn't going to work like this. Take off your pants." Take them off?" she begged in protest."Yes." Do I have to?" Yes," I answered in exasperation. "Do you want to go to the clinic? It will be the same drill there." Well, maybe not to same drill...She seemed to gather herself for a minute before she allowed.