The excitement of something so forbidden was shooting through her in ways she didn’t understand. Kylie was staring at her. XXX Lie down.”
“Well – okay. It was Kylie from my class, and Miranda, our PE teacher. She slipped her hand into the suit to touch Kylie directly, and I wished I could’ve seen her technique, because the reaction it got was spectacular. At least that part of this exercise had succeeded. I am an athlete, after all. She does kind of seem the type.”
“She doesn’t try to hide it. All these chance encounters were robbing me of a lot of rest. Feel better?”
“I don’t know.”
“You’re still all tense,” Miranda said, squeezing her shoulder. I heard her breath catch as Miranda’s hand probed her mound through her suit.
