You wanted to make it clear that you were staking a claim to my body as well, that we were both your prizes, and so you reached across to my tits – which Steph had earlier pulled out of their bra cups – and gave each of them a firm squeeze, and then you deliciously ran your hand down to the front of my panties, and you touched me there in the middle of the dark damp stain on the crotch. ‘Not here, girls’, you said, shaking your head, ‘oh, it’s not a bad place – quite clever of you, in fact – but it isn’t really safe. – I’M COMING!! You run the comb through your neatly-clipped dark curls, and all three of us smile together – part of the secret sisterhood of lesbians, we are now friends and lovers, although of course no one else must ever suspect a thing. Whilst she remains sprawled half-dazed on the desk, you come round to where I am and you take my place – you swing a leg over to the other side of Steph’s head, and lower your
