Both lovers blushed. Every time they looked at each other, they giggled like two teenagers. “Now THAT was something”, said Grace“You mean…last...night ? ”, asked Lorna“Yeah…what did you think I meant ?”, asked Grace surprised“Oh…nothing…yes it was something…Oh my God”, blurted Lorna“I’m breaking into a sweat just thinking about it”, added Grace“As long as that’s all you’re breaking into….it’s ok”, laughed Lorna “Oh…you naughty girl…you”, blushed Grace trying to look offended“Don’t give me. "But at least Kasey wasn't crying when she came out. Neither are you, so maybe we should just call it a win." How about we settle for a non-loss," I answered. "I don't think there was anything to be won." You'd be surprised," Carrie told me. "I hate to keep drawing parallels to my life. But so much of Kasey is like me when I was growing up. I've told you about my Dad. I treasured the man. But that didn't mean I didn't do things that drove him crazy. I'm sure you caused your parents some. Ginny did a few thrust-squats with arms extended and gritted her teeth as her body begged to be fucked and expelled the double-headed device she had been using for nearly half an hour. She anointed her sore and aching labia with some cortisone cream and put a dab on each tender nipple, shivering with pleasure.I can't wait until tonight, she said to herself, her forefinger knuckle deep and seeking, the nail carefully blunted. I need it right now.Her brother was home from school but she was. "First off, if you don't like it, then it's not something that ever has to happen again. But honestly, I doubt you won't like it. I mean, you're dreaming about this and waking up, not disgusted at the idea, but horny and wanting to try it. Your subconscious mind, which is what controls how you perceive pleasure, is telling you that it wants this. It's not often that your subconscious tricks itself. What's happening is your conscious mind is worrying, and over thinking this whole thing. It's.