“That was really good.” “Did you orgasm?” She smiled and nodded. A minute later she was in the bathroom again. I had a big grin on my face as...I stared at the ceiling in a half daze. “Thank you, Jason,” I whispered to myself. It had never seemed strange to anyone that Amy and Jason lived together. She was a quiet, nerdy girl, and he was more of a jock, two years older than her, and always hooking up with blonde sorority girls. They had known each other since they were both Freshmen, and when. .." she shrugged, "someone to share your home and your hopes with." What, like you and Father?" I retorted, not bothering to keep the scorn out of my voice.She looked surprisingly hurt, and I almost regretted the attack. "Despite everything, he has never been unfaithful to me, you know." What! How can you say that when every Friday he goes in for a Dress Down day and shafts half the collarsecs in his office! You were sitting with me in the restaurant when he was fondling that collarwait." Oh,. "Wow, you're really into this!" I said, laughing a little nervously."You have no idea. I really want to taste a vagina. You're curious about it, so seems like we are a perfect match." When she said this, she touched me between my legs through my PJ bottoms. I felt a jolt of sexual arousal when she did this. I involuntarily pushed my hips out a little into her hand, and she stayed there, stroking gently. It was heavenly."I'll take that as a yes," she said coyly."We can't tell anyone. Like. The drive had been pleasant, with Rachel sipping ginger ale and nibbling crisps.Rachel phoned Michiko from the Hyatt; Patrick called the Gallery. Rachel phoned someone Winnie knew at the National Gallery and arranged to view the Williams works and the Dupain New Guinea photos.By Sunday, they had fulfilled their chores: Patrick had spoken to a group of over a dozen dealers as to the nature and meaning of the artifacts; they had both assured Rachel’s parents of her well-being, pre-natal care and.