“Oh my God,” she said. Porn I have to get to practice. “Did you finish?”
She nodded, very red now. “Oh.” She squirmed some more. “I put my hand between my legs, and squeezed them together really hard.” She made a fist. I looked at her short black hair, the kind of hair you associate with reasonable people. I opened my eyes and sat up. “So how did you do it? “Oh.” She squirmed some more. It was true, she was. “I was wearing capris.”
“Better if it was a skirt,” I said, making a note. “Tell me about it.”
Looking triumphant, she pulled over a chair and sat down, crossing her legs and folding her hands in her lap. The sheets were twisted, but I could feel that they were
