" I giggled, playfully pushing Carla away. Carla just grinned.The sound of the bell signalling the end of lunch put a stop to Carla'steasing, and afte... throwing away our trash, we headed for the nearestrestroom to wash our hands and check our makeup before heading to ournext class.English class was one of the few classes that I took where I didn't haveany friends. Sure, I had some boy classmates that I chatted with andworked on assignments with, but outside of the classroom, we didn'treally. It was called The Lush Creche. I knew that there were going to be new rooms, but a creche was the last thing I expected. I opened the door a crack and it all made sense. The babies were adult babies being supervised by a rather strict looking nanny. I didn't linger too long, opting to leave them in peace. I knew what to expect from the Lush Picture Gallery. I had experienced this room during my first ever experience at the House of Lush. At Grangely it was bigger and better. An array of flat. The dancing, drinking and everything else had made the night turn into ablur of motion and emotion for Karen. She started really liking Will, andsoon the dancing became more "intimate". By drinking she had both boostedher empathy, and also dropped her defenses, but to be fair to Karen,someone must have put something in the punch that went way beyondalcohol. Eventually, as the heat and steaming bodies and feelings burningaround her closed in on her mind, it took little effort on Will's part. Except we mind our language, Pet. Are you ready for me to fuck you?”“Yes.”“Say it, Pet.”Her fingers are still moving, teasing, right next to the point of penetration. She swallows again, breathes in. “Yes,” she whispers, “I’m ready for you to… f… to fuck me!”“Good!” I pause, watching her fingers move. “You can slide a finger in there if you want, Pet.”Again I wish I could see her face, but seeing her finger inch its way inside is a pleasure all in itself.“Mmmm,” I say. “Because I can’t wait to.