Unconsciously my fingers move to my pussy, rubbing it gently, I do not even realize that I am doing it till a sensation racks my entire body. I feveri...hly continue to drive myself to an orgasm. God this is so wonderful and please never stop loving me, please continue to cause my body to react as it did this morning.I’m floating high in the sky at this time on clouds. Soft visions of us fresh in my mind, thoughts of us together making passionate love, climbing the steps together, reaching. " All of this explains why, on a still October night, just moments before midnight, five people stood in front of the Marengo Mansion, contemplating their next action. "Will someone _please_ tell me again why we want to do this?" said Susie Hamilton, a cute brunette with an ample bosom and a stunning smile (although she wasn't smiling just at the moment). "You're not gonna chicken out now, are you?" answered Luke Johnson, a tall, handsome, blonde athlete, as he put his muscled arm around. The restaurant had gotten a little more crowded as the evening grew on and as we pushed our way through the crowd, he grabbed me by the hand to follow him. The gesture confused me. But not in the way it would have normally confused someone around their professor. It confused me because I liked his hand there, his fingers intertwined with mine. It felt comforting and relaxing. And normal. More normal than I would have ever thought. I not only enjoyed my time with Professor Lavine, I realized I. "Hey. Let me wash your hair." It was obvious she was thinking that over and I needed to jump in before she rejected me. "I love your hair and it would be fun to massage your scalp and run my fingers through your hair."We were still in the bedroom, and she was half way to her bathroom, so I acted like it was settled and followed her in, putting down the shower mat and starting the water to warm it up. While mom thought it over I got out the shampoo, conditioner and her liquid body wash, put them.