In fact, she felt her mouth curve into a tiny smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the Jill in the mirror smiling too. It was the bedroom mirr...r. It was the same mirror she saw every day–how had she forgotten that? The realization didn’t seem to matter much, and she’d already forgotten it by the time she heard Miles whisper, ‘That’s right,’ into her ears. Nothing really seemed to matter except for those beautiful eyes. So calm, so tranquil, so docile. The girl in the mirror didn’t have. Right now it just looked like she'd gained a couple of pounds, a relatively normal fluctuation for her."I talked to Ashlyn today, about you two." And?" My curiosity piqued.Taylor grinned. "Well, I think it's obvious. She went from near-suicidal to happy- go-lucky after one session with you. My man is a fucking STUD in the sack."I chuckled. And I mustered up all the seriousness I could. "This stud is YOURS whenever you want, all for you, okay?" Taylor's objections to the contrary, I knew there. There she stood covered in the spandex material but for an immaculately shaved pussy, and her mouth exposed from under her mask. "You might even like this more than Iwill", she said as she straddled him and began lowering down on him. "I gotta see what this is like".He felt her warm, wet pussy hit his tip and he was electrified. Her pussy was tight and as she slid down over him she paused."Shit, baby", she exclaimed, "You are a load aren't you?"She then slowly took him all the way into her. Her. ...............um......" I had nothing. There really wasn't one reason I could come up with that made me think it was a bad idea. I loved her company. It meant we could be together at night. If things went well with her and Emma it would be best for that AND it would mean that I would see more of Emma."OK....move in."She jumped off the bed and into my arms. She wrapped her legs around my waist and gave me a huge hug and kiss. She jumped back down again."Oh my god! I'm moving in with you.....I.