An attempt to meld yet another aspect of their lives. It had been "Diana and Anthony" before it was "Diana, Anthony, and Claire," and the thought that...there were still parts of "Diana and Anthony" that she couldn't be a part of scared her sometimes.When she realized that Claire wasn't going to be helped by her presence, Diana's desire for good Cajun food and live zydeco won out. "Okay ma chère? If you're sure. Let me bring you something before I leave? I could run down and get you a. “Hey ladies,” interrupted Stacy, “it is Michelle’s birthday…”Kris and Beth turned towards Michelle and moved over. “Lay back, Michelle.”“We’ll take good care of you.”The girls clawed at her pajamas, and clawed at their own quickly, in anticipation. It seemed almost orchestrated, Michelle thought. Kris kissed Michelle’s mouth, and shoved her tongue deep in. Michelle reacted as Stacy and Beth were at her nipples, nearly sucking the life out of her. She felt at least two pairs of hands in between. ”“You mean chance.”“Chance is the mother of experience.”“I suppose.”“Now, in the second section, you mentioned…”April followed along as much as she could despite the pleasure running through her from Brenda’s tongue lightly teasing her knees and her hands finally making contact with the lower edge of her panties. The only way to avoid destroying her academic career, she realized, was to give in to Brenda’s desire and her own, and she simply hoped she could get rid of Baker before Brenda het her. The only times she ever heard another girl fart was by accident, and Mary had to act like she wasn't turned on.At the moment, Mary could only make do by farting by herself and enjoying the sensation of it.Now that morning classes were over with, Mary decided to chow down on greasy cafeteria food, and enjoy her hobby at her dorm alone. Mary served herself extra helpings of gaseous beans, cabbage, and eggs. She ate quickly, and sprinkled everything with cheese. Feeling full and satisfied, she.