There wasn’t too many people there, just another 5 or 6 kids, but I was cool with all of them. I smiled to myself, and thought: and the luck just ...eeps on rising. Next thing I knew, I had a Mountain Dew in my right hand, and a J in the left, and my left arm was around Courtney’s shoulders, laughing about something I couldn’t remember. A box of pizza lay open on the table in front of me, and my best friend Cody sat on my right, gesturing for me to pass the joint. I snickered, and hit it. Frillypink inner labia. Hot, swollen little clits. Unbeliev-ably tight and tiny cuntholes, both covered with almostidentical maidenheads. Both girls glistened wetly inthe light from the bare overhead bulb. They wereobviously getting as horny as hell. Almost in unisontheir fingers dove back in to start stroking theirclits. Being the more experienced, Cindy was the first tomove her left hand up and start caressing her long,pointy nipples while the middle . Rebecca had a smile in her voice, “Mr. Murdock?”“Mrs. Robinson.”“That is some show that Penny and Miss Melanie put on.”Rosie whispered, “Mrs. Chambers let us watch.”Rebecca, “Encouraged us to watch.”Rosie, “Some show.”“Oh?”Rebecca, “I was thinking, we were thinking...”“Yeah?” Not hard to figure where this palaver was heading.“I am kind of curious. Rosie too.”“Yeah?”“Up to you, of course.”“Mrs. Robinson, nothing has been up to me since you arrived on the scene.”Giggles.“Oh, we know. Just wanted. "It had better be," Devlin said, smiling. "Or I'm in the wrong room, too."The woman laughed. "Karen Sullivan. I saw your flier in the Women's Locker Room." Devlin McCabe. Have some breakfast."The other women, including Sergeant O'Connor, crowded in right after that. Devlin had shut the door and was about to get started when the door opened and Connie slipped in. Oh great, Devlin thought. This I don't need. Connie definitely didn't need a bra - a camisole, maybe, but not a bra.Eventually.