“And are those Ingrid’s size or Samantha’s?” she asked, hooking a finger in the panties.“I haven’t been to see Ingrid today,” I said bri...htly. “That’s a great idea though!” I let a grin light up my face as if I hadn’t thought of the prospect. “Samantha did ask me to tell you that you’re falling behind though.”“So how far did she go with you?” she asked, wondering just how many points in their competition she was behind by.“She stood there and I kissed her deeply until she couldn’t stand up on. You need to do this alone. I can’t make you do this...you have to want it.”Her words had taken me. They’d taken me since I woke up this morning. I would do anything she asked.“But I need to ask you some questions. To make sure you’re ready.”I pouted and struggled in her hands. I tried to break free and plunge in, but Lucy remained strong. Whatever she needed to ask me, she was gonna ask them. Ugh.“Do you know what lucid dreaming is?”Nope. It sounded kinda funny, though. Like a game?“You’re. I did my best to hide my feelings, and in fairness she gave me no encouragement at all, but hard as I tried, I found that when we were together, I could not keep my eyes off her.One day she made it patently clear that my interest had been noticed and was at least in part being returned. It happened like this, one night we had all gone for a drink at the local pub. She sat next to me opposite her husband Richard, and Joan was sat opposite me next to Richard. I liked this arrangement, as it meant. And here I am crapping all over you. Now I feel like shit."We stood there silently for a few minutes -- I scraping away at an encrusted pot, and she industriously scrubbing a sink full of dirty dishes. Then she turned around and looked at me. She had a twinkle in her eye."Let's see if I can make it up to you in a small way. Hold on to your hat."She turned around, and then, and then... dropped her skirt, bent over... and flashed her bare behind at me. Christ, those full round globes! I couldn't.
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