"But," Susie protested."But," Susie protested. And then the most amazing thing happened. Therese quieted her protests with a kiss. It didn't last long, and wasn't passionate; just the gentle reassurance of female lips and female breasts pressed warmly against her. When they separated Therese knew that Susie was ready. She placed the girl back between the narrowly separated bookshelves and signaled Kathy. The girl above gave an inaudible sigh of relief. Then, in a last minute display of decorum, Kathy looked down at Susie and asked, "Ready?" "I guess so," Susie replied. "Kathy has endured the most uncomfortable agony of holding back an entire bottle of champagne in her bladder just for you," Therese told Susie. "You should appreciate and enjoy the rare gift she is about to bestow upon you. Few women outside our sorority would go to such lengths to give you the pleasure of being sprinkled with their essence." "I know," Susie said, more to appear to agree than anything. But inside her a lascivious spark had suddenly ignited. The situation was so bizzare, like something out of a Roman orgy, with her standing naked in the library about to be wet upon by a girl clad only in stockings, that her body couldn't help but suddenly feel a rush of heated sensuality. Susie's next thoughts were drowned out by a sudden stream of urine upon her head. Impulsively, she looked up and the stream hit her full in the face. Susie squealed, surprised and suddenly delighted as the golden rain flowed over her, running down the slopes of her breasts and off the tips of her nipples. Therese, unobserved at the moment, quietly snapped photos for the sororitie's files. Eventually Kathy's urine dribbled to a stop and Susie turned to Therese, eyes bright and face flushed. "See? I knew you'd enjoy it," Therese said. "Now take your soap and see if you can raise some suds." Susie lifted the bar from where it nestled between her breasts, secured by a cord about her neck, and began lathering the jellied mounds of her mammaries. |