“I’m John. You are Eleven, aren’t you?” you replied. The girl nodded. “From which universe are you?” she continued. “Universe?” you as...ed, “How do you mean?”. Eleven took a moment and then said “Hmmm, maybe you don’t. Could you be….from the Outside?”. “The Outside?” you repeated. Eleven nodded slowly whilst in her own thought “You must be. Maybe that’s the key to set everything straight.”. You just stood there trying to make sense of it all when Eleven suddenly grabbed your hand and pulled you. Muriel shifted her pelvis to the front and leaned back against the tank. Her legs splayed apart and Muriel looked down into the toilet. She was curious to see that stuff was still coming from her body. Muriel's hands came up to her nipples. they were rock hard. She massaged them gently. Electric sparks shot to her clit. Muriel gasped. One hand remained on her tight teat and the other went to her hot sex. her fingers found her clit easily. It was firm and protruded from its hiding spot. Muriel's. Her nipple was nestled in the curve of my thumb and forefinger. She had opened her thighs and closed them on my raging hard-on that was now snuggled just below the moist fire between her strong thighs. I was hearing an incessant wild african drumbeat that was actually my own pulse pounding in my head and ears.She gasped away from my kissing mouth, held my face in her hands and we looked each other in the eye for the first time since she had asked me to unzip her dress. Her eyes were blazing,. My hands were still at my back, holding the hooks.Dean raised his voice and said 30 seconds are over. This again hit me hard, and I started to remove my bra. I had slowly removed it now but still was trying to cover my boobs with my hands.The next voice again was from the Dean. “Strip your panty now, and you have one minute.” Then he asked the 5 boys to go ahead and strip if the cloth is still on my body. I have no choice. I took one hand on the panty and was trying to push it below, and with.