Like a slumber party,” I chuckled.She seemed to like the idea but was hesitant to exudetoo much of an emotive response. Her eyes were lookingfor...a deeper answer to my idea.“You mean, like, in the same bed?”My laugh became a lonely smile as I explained. “Well,no, I was thinking you could take the bed and I couldtake the floor. I don’t know. If you think it’s a dumbidea, it’s ok.”Her eyes widened. “No! I think that’s fine, but. Easing my knees apart he sat beside me and geve my privates a sort of tender investigation, gently probing and manipulating he seemed tobe taking a mental note of what elicited a response and what didn't as within moments he was arousing me with his touch far more thatI could have managed on my own.I reached out to his errect penis and started to manipulate it.Not with any great success I think as he soon proke one hand away and guided my hand into a better position.As I was starting to get. 'Oh god, is this quicksand?!?' Hetried to pull one of his legs free, but there was virtually no give andthere was no bottom to push from either.'Wait, I've read about quicksand before. The best way to escape is tofloat, right? You have to try and swim your way out. Ok...' He leanedforward, hoping to grab something, anything; hoping that the muck in frontof him wasn't as deep. As he groped forward in desperation, he succeededonly in sinking both of his arms into the creamy sludge past his. "I think so," I replied. "I best go and see Tracy. I shouldn't be toolong. Can you update me tonight on anything I've missed?" Sure," she grinned, pushing me towards the door.I followed Rachel's simple directions and ended up outside Tracy'soffice. I knocked but there was no reply, so I stood waiting outside.Tracy soon appeared and I was let into her large office. On her desk wasa computer like in our bedrooms. There were three chairs opposite thedesk. Against the far wall were two.