Wrong word – too bland. It didn’t convey what I was feeling. Sensual, perhaps? Erotic? Obviously. Powerful? Overpowering? Almost. My senses of tas...e and smell were on overload. I felt like I was electrically charged.Oh, yes. This was very nice indeed.I was licking Charlotte’s pussy! I was enveloped in her womanly mound! For the first time in my life, I was engaged in oral sex with another woman, and it was intoxicating! That was the word – intoxicating!I moved my tongue around, licking between. For a few moments, an awkward silence reigned as Nikki finished up withher peeing. As she tore off a piece of paper to dab her cute littlerear, a voice sounded through the stall-wall next to her."I guess even cheerleaders have to use the bathroom, eh?" an olderwoman's voice giggled.Not used to having conversations in such a place, Nikki overcame herapprehension and chanced to answer. "Uh, yeah... despite rumors to thecontrary, we are human too." Hahahahahahahahah!" The woman next to her erupted. "As in Antigua Delmar? I didn't know she had a production company." Well she does," Leanne nodded primly. "Actually her ma runs it but Antigua owns it. From what we can see Cynthia Delmar is very good and knows what's what in this business." She's also supposed to be a man-eating bitch so yer going to have to stay away from her," Niamh scolded poking me lightly in the chest."Your confidence in my fidelity is comforting," I grumped."Ya must admit ya do seem to have a propensity fer adding to yer. Engineer. And a good teacher.Let me explain. Rural parishes don't have a lot of places for kids to hang out in the first place. Add to that a storm surge that topped twenty feet, wiping out the few places there were, so you know you're going to end up at somebody's house. For those of us that still had houses.Then you subtract the houses of people who had families you really didn't want to mess with, or who didn't want a bunch of teens in the house, and pickings get thin. So Nikki's house..