Hanging her head Rebecca said, is it wrong to think about other girls. In what way, I asked holding my emotions back. I see a girl in gym class and I ...et these feelings, Rebecca said. Placing my arm around her, I give Rebecca a hug. Of course not, I console her. Have you told her how you feel. Beet red Rebecca shouted, no. I'd die of embarrassment if she knew. Taking her hand, I kissed it and said how is she going to know how you feel if you don't talk to her about it. I wouldn't know what to. Unlike anything else she’d ever put up there, it was totally flexible and seemingly of limitless length. She could see her belly moving as the tentacle pressed against it from inside.The three “cocktacles” now began to move in unison, pumping in and out of her holes. The one in her mouth was going halfway down her throat with each thrust, and she could feel the one in her vagina nudging against her cervix. And who knew how far the other one had got? It could be right up her entire intestinal. You remember the life-goals lists we made? Those were my top two things. Babies didn’t even make Jessica’s list. It was the top of yours. For me, the kids are a direct expression of my love for you, Jessica, Elyse, and Jennifer. Something tangible that will survive long after we’re gone, if there’s any justice in the universe.”“It still seems kind of harsh to say that about Jess.”“Is it any harsher than her wanting a ‘trophy husband’?”“No, I suppose not,” Kara said slowly.“And really, in the. Her mom senther text her at least a dozen times a day, and most of the text wereunsolicited. Her mom criticized her for her major, psychology. Her momfelt she should major in something that would enable to support herself.Her mom added more criticism about her education, she laid into Beth formaintaining only a "c" average in an easy major. Mom suggested that sheshould cut back on her sorority activities.Beth's boyfriend Brad was another sore subject. Her mom did not likeBrad and she subtly.