The thought of swallowing didn’t seem as repulsive as she’d thought, and besides then he’d… Two could play at that game, she decided, happy she knew Jeni’s combination. Why did she have to creep off and settle for second best when she had the real deal right in front of her? “Among other people,” retorted Grace, for once without a trace of embarrassment. She peered closely at Grace’s slit, which became almost instantly moist. “Do I look like a messenger service?” With a final stern look at Grace, she left, leaving the door open behind her. Grace was increasingly convinced he was one of the people like her, who saw through the illusions, but she was more concerned about playing dumb than worried he might be seeing her crinkled nipples or bare mound. “No way,” she repeated, “you would never do that in a million years!”
“It doesn’t matter, because I’m not going to be the one jumping,” laughed Grace.
