They took turns fucking me like this until it started to get late.I told them I needed to go inside before my husbandgot home from work and they said ...ine. They both hugged and kissed me really hard and told me to meet them there again tomorrow after school. I told them I would and kissed them both again. They made me promise to not tell that we got high and that we fucked. I deep french-kissed them both again while they grabbed my tits and ass and I promised not to tell anyone ever."I'm not. I cupped her, and slipped a finger inside. She squeezed me tightly against her body, and moaned into my ear. I began working my finger in and out gently, and she seemed to to be clamping down on it. She was slick inside, and warm. It felt velvety soft, and by the way she began grinding her hips in time with my hand, she was enjoying the new feeling. She had let up on stroking me while I was fingering her. I was okay with that, though; bringing her this much pleasure was all cared about. I. I woke up in bed. Craig must've helped bring me to my room. Only it wasn't my room anymore. The walls were painted pink and white flowers outlined the room. The curtains were pink, my dressers were replaced, and there was even a vanity mirror and desk in the corner. My tv was missing. "Aww how cute" was my first thought, but I snapped out of it, "what's going on here? This isn't my room. Where am I?" I started to get up off my bed, but fell just as quickly. Craig came running. "Are you okay?". Compelled to investigate this strange place she gently pushed the door open and was startled as a bell above her announced her entry.The bell also woke Sara from her slumbers and she found the smiling face of Prue gazing down at her. Sara sleepy smiled back which netted her a kiss and a "Kiwi Kuddle" for her efforts. Memories of last nights dream slipped away as the two women discussed Sara's surgery. Prue promised she would be right there in the waiting room, and then stayed with Sara until.