Barbara continued telling about Carol's background. Tom thoughtthat Barbara was talking about me. He had tuned toward me and waspressing his thigh aga...nst mine as he gazed into my eyes. His fingerscrept higher on my thigh until I could feel them on my bare flesh abovethe silk hose. There were only a few inches separating his fingers frommy pink satin crotchless panties. The thought of my his fingers thatclose to my unprotected vagina made me hold his hand tighter in a vainattempt to keep his. She had come in for the tournament from Cleveland. Fran wasn't a participant in any of the games but decided to come in anyway as there wasn't anything going on in Cleveland she told Bob. Bob wondered if there is ever anything going on in Cleveland.Bob had met Fran a year ago at an ethnic dance festival. He had sensed good vibes from her but the opportunity to explore these vibes had never presented itself. He wished it had because Fran was an attractive girl. She was a year younger, about five. Tell me what it is you used to love me to do with Pussy."This time one whispered word escaped her lips. "Lick."He eased back smiling to himself feeling sure he was close to breaking her."Is that what you want me to do now Pam?"Again Pam bit down on her lip. She knew damn well how wrong this all was. She didn't need telling. Yet despite the fact Adam and her daughter were having problems with their marriage and despite hating herself for cheating on her hubby, here she was, once more, on the. Anyway, you girls betterget off to your next lesson," said Miss Gordon.I turned my mask back on and headed out the door as we set off for ournext lesson.On the way we encountered a large group of MORFS survivors, standing at acorner of a building. They seemed different in their attitude from theother individuals I had encountered in the library and halls. Theycarried themselves with a sort of swagger, like they could walk rightthrough any obstacle in their way. Of course for all I knew that was.