Elliot unlocked the locker room and ushered me in to get into my (starless!) robe. A few minutes later a few of the younger kids arrived in the locker...room, changing into their robes, though I never understood why. They were usually the first to shed them and get to work. I left the locker room and headed to the stands, waiting for the rest of the members. Most showed up within the next ten minutes or so. The Boys were already in one corner, in various stages of arousal, one already buried in. . I don't know if I can...Knowing this is going to happen and seeing it actually happening... Idon't know how to deal with this..."Wrapping an arm around me again, she whispers, "Jordan stop it, you arestrong enough for anything... You always have been... Even when thingswere at their worst, you faced so much already that would break mostpeople..." This is worse mom... At least when I started getting sick... At least Iwas still me... Now... I don't know..." I tell her starting to feelupset. Sighing, she closed her eyes, letting herself sink into her plush mattress as she slipped her hand under her panties. Spreading her legs apart, she trailed her fingers along her slick pussy. Her lips parted ever so slightly to let out a soft moan as her every nerve ending seemed to react to her own teasing fingers.Almost overwhelmed with anticipation, Delia squeezed her nipple hard enough to sting slightly. She let go briefly to place her hand over her breast, or at least the portion of it. "See ... here it is again."Hannah pointed at the section of alien text. Anthony leaned in, hand automatically going to her back, sliding down. Just as automatically, her body responded, pushing back and repositioning slightly. Such moments of affection were so common and open among the couples so as to be almost invisible. His wife giving a pleased hum, Anthony frowned."Really?" Really. This phrase looks familiar, sort of. I'm telling you, this looks like a mutated version of Hebrew." Not it.