"I think I'd like to go to sleep now." One second." I gestured to Alistair to stay, and slipped out of the room, finding Anders sitting on his bunk, e...pression somewhat ... smug."Anders, I want to talk more later – tomorrow, maybe – but can I have one of those sleeping potions?He rummaged in his pack and handed me a small vial. "Trouble sleeping?" It's not for me. Thanks."He nodded knowingly and I headed back into Theron's room. "Drink this." He looked about to object, but I put my finger on. Viki and I had exchanged our dresses for pink polo shirts and leggingswith matching socks and tennis shoes. We both enjoyed the feel ofpantyhose, and after taking care of our menses, we were ready fordinner.Luckily, the tampon and pad had captured my flow, keeping my panty dry,but I wore a fresh panty and hose to be safe. Viki as not as lucky.She'd not had access to a heavy pad as I had, so her panty and hose werestained.Sunday dinner was usually takeout from the Church's kitchen, so wasusually. "Not as much as I like yours," she said, tearing my fly open and sucking my cock to life.After a few minutes of her tongue and teeth working my cock, I was desperate to either come in her mouth or fuck her, but she suddenly pulled away and said, "No, save it till later. I like it better with two."From eight o'clock onwards she was in the bedroom getting ready. Once again, she emerged dressed to kill. This time she had on a black, one-piece waspie with under the nipple uplift bra, black. I heard a shower turn on, and I waited but a moment before quietly creeping in and around the lockers until I could see in the showers. And she was there. And she was soaping her amazing breasts. Her hands cupped and lathered and rinsed those magnificent globes, and as the soap sluiced down her body (to this day I still can't tell you anything else about her body from that memory except what her perfect tits looked like), all the time spent increasing my “performance window”, well, it went.