Her tears started Karen's, and in seconds they were both sobbing uncontrollably.They cried inconsolably for half an hour, then held each other and cri...d some more, physically wrenched by the pain of losing Rina and the guilt of having somehow caused her death. But somehow their mingled guilt and sorrow, and the comfort they offered each other, and the warmth and familiar sensuality of their bodies overwhelmed them, and they found themselves each slowly undressing the other.Karen's bra came off. A pink cell phone had over 100numbers, most belonging to people she had never heard of. From a smallmake up bag, Lana applied some strawberry lip-gloss and sprayed herselfwith a subtle fragrance. Although she didn't feel like smoking, Lanafound some cigarettes and knew that she could smoke socially."Proper cigarettes, no more butts," Lana thought at the irony of notwanting to smoke.A wallet contained a driver's licence, school pass, several money cardsand 500 dollars in various bills. Lana. Of course I am a man. Butnow it seems I am a man to whom you are showing new aspects of yoursexuality and, most assuredly, of mine. I have no problem with that. Ilike new things. And as we have two weeks to do new things, I am yoursnow just as I have always been. But looking at the scale and making adecision about what is to happen to me today, I think I would circlenumber 3 or 4. That is where I would feel most comfortable and could feelthe most special as the object of your sexual desires.". Let me see, I am sitting here getting felt up by some woman that drove me home and I must say I don't totally hate it. In fact I am feeling nice right now. " How about this" she says as she moves her hands down to my pussy. I start to look at her but she says "Just keep writing" She is fingering my pussy and she knows just how I like it. She really is a fan of mine. She crawls under my computer desk and is now kissing my oussy and keepos telling me to keep writing. My god I want her.