My eyes played first. They gloried in the nude expanse of feminine flesh. Her outer pussy-lips puffed out as thick, hairless mounds of protruding fe...ininity. With her legs spread, her erect clit had escaped its confinement inside the pussy-lips. Here the pink of her nipples was mirrored and magnified. Never had my eyes seen such a dazzling shade of clitoral-pink! My mouth and tongue begged to touch the tantalizing jewel that was the girl’s clitoral-treasure. With gentleness I didn’t know. ”I smile at her and confess, “Mira, I don’t feel one hundred percent today but I will give it my best.”Mira moves back to the front of the squad and continues. Finally we finish and Mira takes the lead on the run as Ira comes up beside us and states, “Ms. Blaine, you do not appear to be well.”I fake a smile and say, “Ira, I’m not well.”Ben also shows concern and asks, “My love, if you don’t want to run, we can head back to the cabin.”I smile and say, “No my Ben, I do want to run today, but. .." Brighton spluttered."Ah excellent - you are awake Hove. We are close to Oxford station now, and it is but a short journey to our hotel from there." Hotel? Dash it all Holmes - this is a rescue mission! We should be straight after this bounder - surely?" Ever impetuous my friend. No, in this case our arrival in the late evening would only attract the Professor's suspicion. This is a delicate undertaking requiring some stealth." Stealth, yes, I can appreciate that." Brighton mused, as he. Like most people who are burdened with the need to make a living, there is precious little time left for silent contemplation except for those few minutes one spends on the porcelain throne in the morning or whatever time one's bowels choose to move. Strange as it may seem, my moments of contemplation focused on coincidences. While in college, I began carrying around a notebook in which I entered the type, time and situation that involved the coincidence. No one knew about this, not even my.