“You sitting on my hand,” he said.“Oh, I did?”, I asked. Though I was dying to ask him, I controlled my emotions and hormones for a while.“I...’s okay. But, I did see a change in your expression acknowledging the position of my hand. It wasn’t intentional is what I want to say.”“That’s okay” I replied.I didn’t bring that conversation again and he too, unfortunately. We let the moment pass. I was disappointed with the fact that he didn’t bring it again.We were talking about my boyfriend coming to. I don't know what was happening, but both Bianca and I glanced upstairs when a Tess cried out. I look back at Bianca. There was no mistaking that sound and her body was alive. She shifted her weight and it was clear, just the noise of a woman in pleasure was enough to turn Bianca on. Her nipples grew even harder under the thin cotton dress, no doubt matching how mine felt. She bit her bottom lip and raised her eyebrow at me. Blushing, I looked at her feet and said I had some company over.. What the Girls are talking about is real love, not justsex." I opened the driver's door and Colene climbed in the back seat."Samantha, I'll drive a bit. I want to be in Illinois before we stopand get a motel." There was something urging me along, I couldn'texplain it.I pulled off the road to get gas and we got drinks and snacks, Coleneleaned back against Samantha and drifted off to sleep as I reached thespeed limit."Hope Honey, reach in the glove box and hand me that thing in there," Isaid.. Beth may or may not have a soul…in this instance she wants to be embraced and loves and lives the moment only for the cock in her arse…her centre of Beth… if she has a soul it is here in her arsehole…, earth, earth is fine, her arse had found salvation, so too had her core of individual well being and worth… we all embrace essential self differently…this wasn’t a job for a boy; nor deserving of Bernard…she had seen Monsignor take Erica’s butt in the infirmary …but not hers…her butt was destined.