I was holding on to her waist. Her fingers are playing with my hair. We were fighting with our tongues, breathing into each other.My right hand slowly...started going into her shirt. It was tight, so not much was accessible from the bottom. I started unhooking her buttons, revealing her bare navel little by little. I was rubbing every inch I could reveal.Just when I was about to open the tight button on her boobs, she stopped kissing. I understood she was shy. I smiled at her with love. Looking. I'll be surprised if we get to talk to her alone at all." On a more mundane subject, who all *is* going to be there tonight?" The usual crowd. The two of us, Ann of course, Rob, Mark and Heather, and Barb." I'm sure I don't have to tell you, but --" Ann doesn't want us to tell anyone. Of course not." Not until we know for sure, anyway."The bus chose that particular moment to show up. We hopped aboard and found two vacant seats near the back. It's only about two miles from the stop near Jim's. "sister Margaretta slid her hand down softly between my legs and as she slipped her finger through my wet slit added, "Mmmm, and ford every stream." Aaaah," I moaned as her finger grazed my clit, "I would have thought you nuns would have had enough of playing with other girls being in a convent and all." Oh quite the contrary, Sam." sister Margaretta smiled and licked my juices off her finger, "The local priesthood often visit us. It's taken a while, right enough, to break their predilection. I pulled up the word processing program and began my letter of resignation. Jennifer had come up behind me and was reading over my shoulder:"That's a dumb thing to do baby." I didn't ask for your input. In fact, as I remember it, I told you that I never wanted to lay eyes on you again." I know baby, but I also know that you didn't mean it. You were angry at what happened and I just happened to be convenient for you to lash out at." Jennifer, you set me up and you did it deliberately. The whole.