I wasn't sure if the question was directed at Nick or myself, perhaps both of us. I shrugged my shoulders. After our experience earlier in the eveni...g there seemed to be no more secrets between any of us. "It doesn't bother me," Nick said. They stepped out of the shower and they dried one another off with a big powder blue towel. Nick's prick had enough time now to renew itself and was slowly rising into an erection once more. I tried to imagine that massive organ pushing its way up into. Her eyes were kind of big looking.I stopped, mid-stroke and she immediately said, “Don’t stop. I just want to see better.”With that she lifted her hands to wipe her eyes clear of water, which gave me my first unopposed view of her naked glory.Now imagine, if you can, a girl ... who is obviously a girl and not a woman ... but whose body isn’t quite so sure about all that. Her breasts sloped downwards and then became round on the bottoms, but there was no sag in them. Her areolas were invisible,. “Well” she said, “Perhaps you were right and I am a dirty bitch, perhaps I get turned on by guys wanting to see my body, perhaps I have always wanted to do something in the heads office or perhaps I am just bored.”The blouse was now undone and she shrugged her shoulders and it fell off behind her to land on the floor.Her boobs seemed even fuller in the expensive looking bra she had on. It was an exquisite piece of lingerie and probably cost more than I earned in a day. I opened my mouth to ask. I enjoyed watching her eat the pie, making it seem almost like a sensuous exercise. “Do you go to the library often?” she asked, opening her red lips for a piece of pie. “Lately about once a week. My first few years here I hardly came to town at all. I’d always go over to Parks, the university library. How about you?” “Not too often. My husband’s at a conference.” She paused and I knew there was some decision getting made. She looked at her watch. “I have to call him. Excuse me a minute.” She.