She could feel how it would be in her cunt, and it would be exciting. Gayle actually felt it, and Gayle became excited. Val felt her own lips swelling...with the moisture seeping over them. When Gayle’s expression turned serious this time, Val did not worry for her. Instead, she rejoiced for her.Val had been fairly new as Gayle’s roommate and half-way in love with Greg the first time she’d been paired with Bill. He’d been big, solid, the heaviest and strongest man she’d ever even considered going. “Ah,” she said. “Coffee?”“Just finishing,” I said, nodding at the second pot.Lind made her way around the bar, careful not to touch me. I left her there, setting my mug on the bar and went for my turn in the shower, still trying to process how life had changed in the last few hours.After showering, I wandered into the yard to survey the damage after the storm. The sun had long set, and the moon was climbing into the sky, bathing the yard in pale light. It didn’t look too bad. The tent was still. " Cat, what are - what were you doing?" I push myself to my knees and then to my feet, stumbling backwards. "We can't do that! I'm not, you're not -" What?" Cat's brows meet in the center of her forehead. "Don't you do it, too? Touch yourself there? I do it all the time, it's so much fun, Tori. It makes you feel really, really good!" She beams at me, standing up with a bounce of joy.Her fingers pluck at the buttons of her jeans, thumbs hooking around the waistband and assisting them in their. "And you know very well what you've done. I've got speeding, reckless driving, eluding a police officer, avoiding arrest, and unless I'm mistaken, somebody's been drinking and driving?"Brandi moaned. Seconds later she was handcuffed and sitting in the backseat of the police cruiser."I've got you, Brandi. This is an iron-clad case."Brandi Davis and Stephanie O'Connell had never been particularly friendly with one another, not since the single-professional-woman-Stephanie had first moved into the.