"You said I could be the teacher," Mary said, turning to Therese."You said I could be the teacher," Mary said, turning to Therese. "Yes," Therese breathed. Mary picked up two discarded cocktail glasses from the floor, their contents empty save for a collection of slowly melting ice cubes. Mary handed Therese a glass, reserving one for herself. "Put the ice in your mouth, hold it there, let it melt over your tongue," Mary said, doing the same herself. "Just what do you have planned?" Therese asked. "You'll see," Mary grinned over a mouthful of ice. The two girls stood there for a few minutes, their eyes sparkling at each other, their bodies nude and full of desire. It was a desperate, wonderful feeling. "Kneel," Mary commanded. Therese obeyed. Mary turned to Susie, who still sat where she had dropped upon the rug. "Come here," Mary ordered. Susie blinked, then crawled to Mary's feet like a little puppy. Mary knelt down and kissed Susie lightly on the forehead. "Turn around and present your bottom to me," Mary said. "But it's sore," Susie whined, expecting a further round of erotic flagellation. |