"Just because you're going through hell doesn't mean you have an exclusive right to sympathy. Try thinking about someone else for a change. Stop hidin... behind your brattiness. Maybe a few months ago it was tolerable or even 'cute, ' but people are getting fucking sick of it. Grow the hell up, Melinda."Melinda took a deep breath and wiped an eye. It had hit harder than either had realized. Melinda had spent the next class struggling not to burst into tears. Halloween night haunted her again,. Nothing was left but a pile of clothing on the floor.Charmaine could hear screams now, and the clatter of running feet. Accordingto intelligence, there was no one with serious military training in the buildingbesides her, but it paid to be careful. She left the alcove and moved carefullyalong one wall until she came to a doorway. This was the Common Room. She tooka rag that she kept in her pack for this eventuality and waved it in frontof the open doorway. A bolt of energy from a wand tore the. The sight was totally hot and sexual. I could see the lust in her eyes. Anita wanted to see me get off as much as I wanted to see her.I began to stroke my dick, as Ana smiled at me and resumed rubbing her pussy lips. I felt like I was going to cum very soon, so I relaxed and enjoyed the sight of my sensual wife playing with herself. Her eyes were glued to my erection as she touched herself. With her free hand, she played with her tits, pulling at her nipples. When I saw she was starting to. I had a sudden flashback to the day in my garage nearly two years ago, when she had suggested we become sexual partners.I lifted an eyebrow at her, and she swallowed, then took a deep breath, and began to speak, somewhat haltingly. "I ... uh that is..." Finally, in a rush, she blurted, "We need to take on another research project."I looked at her quizzically, but very calmly, because I had an inkling about where this might be going. When she didn't say anything, but started nibbling her lower.