The night before she had snuck in and just stared for an hour, hands pressed against the tank, breath fogging the glass, but tonight, she had decided....She would do this for real. She stood eye to eye with the tank, gazing in at the magnificent serpent. A dancer by trade, this was her first performance with such a prop, and theyd told her to get comfortable. Acquainting herself with her new partner made her blush, it was like fumbling with a new lover in the dark, and she didnt want anyone else. "What are we going to do?" I don't know," admitted Rory. The two girls came together, holding each other, both seeking and giving reassurance. "I don't know."For days the pair was on pins and needles. They had learned their lesson in one important respect; they maintained physical distance at school and were careful not to indulge in looks of longing across the halls or classrooms. At the same time though they kept up being close and chatty, after all, they were still best friends. They just. It was the consensus of most of the senior management, that while Estelle was quite capable in her present duties, she lacked the creativity and self-confidence to be a department head. She was a follower, not a leader. Not the type to take risks or go out on a limb.What made it harder to accept that view was that deep down, Estelle knew they were right. All her life, the black haired woman had taken the safe path. Even marrying Timothy Jones, her first real boyfriend in high school, had been. You don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. Could you tell us something, please?”I smiled and said, “Okay. Emily you have a great dark complexion, nice firm tits, and a very strong tasting pussy. Evelyn you have the wettest and best tasting pussy and the softest ass too. Elizabeth you still have your cherry and from what I have seen of your mother your breasts are going to be better than your cousin’s beasts in the near future. You all have great nipples too. Is that enough?”Emily looked at her.