Touché, I thought. Part Two ~ her perspective~My husband Jon and I married early in life. That was the best part. Because we both loved each other an... also knew that there was a difference between love and sex. And we LOVED sex. We always flited with our friends and really enjoyed the times when we one would watch the other making out with one of our friends, and while the furthest either of us got was either giving or getting head, or eating pussy or getting pussy eaten; we’d never really had. She arrived at the front desk where Helen was waiting for her, and the secretary pointed to a video phone that was mounted on a nearby wall. Lena walked over to it, seeing that a man was waiting for her on the monitor. She immediately recognized his bushy, salt and pepper beard, along with his signature tweed jacket. It was Professor Barnes of the United Academy of Sciences, an alliance of research institutes and colleges that spanned several human colonies. She had studied under him during her. I guess the only question is, will you join me?” “Naked?” I asked.“Nude. Naked means you are ashamed. We are two women, what do we have to be ashamed of?” She replied.“Sure.” I said. Sure I sounded brave but I was once again pinching my knees together like I had to pee. If my teeth could have rattled at that moment they would have.“Ok, come in here and you can leave your clothes in the laundry area.” The laundry room was also the passageway between the kitchen and the pool. I followed Meredith. I become aware of the heat emanating onto my hand.With a jolt, I pull my legs up towards me. I hook my thumbs under the waistband of my knickers, and slide them down my thighs. The thin polyester material tickles the skin of my calf as they travel further down my legs and over my feet.I lie back again and stretch out as long as I can. Pointing my toes down towards the end of my long bed. My palms rub the skin of my soft thighs and warm them against the cold breeze that continues to ripple into.