"They're quite sharp-eyed about things like that. They told me I'd got to do a thoroughly top-notch job of keeping up appearances, and I told them tha... was exactly what I wished to do. When you're conforming to the Grand Tradition, you know, appearances are *exceedingly* important. But, of course, decent girls don't go about displaying their *lingamettes* and *yonies* to everyone, while they do display their clothes, their hair, and all that. So, you see, it would never do to have me. I ran the back of my hand across her mons and the stubble scratched at me. I ran two fingers on either side of her labia with the same result.“What the fuck is this?” I demanded, pinching her clit between thumb and forefinger, lifting her onto her tiptoes.All she could do in response was a yelp followed by a gasp of pain. I released her clit and smacked her pussy as hard as I could several times“You dare present yourself to me in this state?”“I’m sorry, Miss,” was her pitiful response.“Get in. But the best spot is still to come.” I continued my lecture. I saw how she had also moved her hand to her crotch. Carefully and a bit clumsy her fingers probed her pussy. I could see the juices flow between her labia. She was totally focused on my fingers and pussy. With two fingers of my left hand I spread my pussy wide open for her, making my red clit jump out. “See this dot, Ingrid? That’s my clitoris, my little clit. The most sensitive and best spot of your pussy. You have to finger your. Lost and lonely,Now you’ve given me the will to survive.When we’re hungry,is novel girl-girl experience.“I know I’m not a ‘LESBIAN’ or anything because I really like being with guys ... but, uh, something with you just clicked in my head as you played that song.”The older brunette then leaned over to her emotionally conflicted friend and gave her another medium tension hug. With Sam’s head on her bare shoulder and her chin on the upper part of her naked breast, Jennifer felt a calming peace.