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Chapter 82 I sat in my blue padded swivel chair with my pink peep toed pump, idly twitching on my hose cover foot. I sighed in joy at the sight of sheer sleeves of the pink and black dress I was wearing. I smiled as I thought about the fact my panties and bra also matched in pink, as did my lipstick and lip gloss. Only the smattering of browns that adorned my eyes not really color coordinating, but then again I didn't want them to, just so they would stand out. My wig sat on my head in its natural state of setting over each shoulder in the front, with my part at the top being off to one side. I had forgotten how much I loved the pink one, call me girly if you would, I didn't care. It had been like this since we had gotten ready this morning, I just couldn't help myself; I really did like this dress. Maybe it being the first one I had worn was the reason, or maybe the color of clearly girly pink, or maybe it was both of them together. Either way I hoped it left the same joyous impression on Elizabeth as it certainly had on me. Which if how we left her this morning was any indication; she would be a fan for a long time to come. I would put money on it, that she still had that giant grin on her face even now, almost at the end of English class. Lidia and I had gotten up early to come over and help her get ready. Adding some important tips on how to do her makeup as no, she wasn't in beauty or fashion class yet. A tube of pink lipstick and lip gloss was given to her by Brandy, who didn't use hers all that often anyway. In the end I had to say the effect was dramatically different. I had to admit Elizabeth was good looking, she could use another ten pounds on her, but she would be quite the attractive girl, when she was done. I came back from my thoughts in time to thank the professor for the sheet with this weekend's homework on it. I looked it over and immediately knew I was really going to be a busy girl, at least I had all weekend to get it done. Lidia peeked at the paper giving me a smile and a gentle pat on my shoulder for encouragement. The bell chimed once more and I gather my books, slinging my purse over my shoulder as we left class. "Well I knew Elizabeth would be all smiles today, but why are you?" She asked as we walked down the hall, our heels clicking. "I am just a fan of pink I guess," I answered truthfully. "I can't blame you, you look great in it," Lidia complimented. "Thank you, Lidia, so do you," I said hugging her arm in mine. "Do you think Elizabeth has lost her smile yet?" Lidia asked with a whimsical grin. "Not a chance," I replied confidently with my own grin. Lidia dropped her grin for a serious face. "I need to warn you, she may be full of joy right now, but it won't last," she said as we walked. "Why do you say that?" I asked, slightly confused. "It was a wonderful thing you did for her, but someone who has had an obviously hard life, like Elizabeth has, is still haunted by that life. She has been given a joyful reprieve, but not long from now, the newness of it all will wear off and she will have to face the demons she still carries. She is many sessions from where you are now," Lidia explained. "Then I am glad I could at least give her these few moments of happiness," I added with a regretful smile for Lidia. "Me too, me too," she replied with her own regretful smile. We arrived at Etiquette class with the tables still arranged with their table cloths and silverware from yesterday. It was going to be another day of table manners training. I guess it was appropriate given we would be selecting our dates tomorrow. Actually they would be selecting theirs, as I already had one. Which made me think of Sebastian briefly before Elizabeth and Brandy spotted us. Elizabeth still with her smile on her face, waved us over as she had saved a seat for us right next to her, the table of honor as it were. She stood up as we walked over giving Lidia and I a girly hug greeting before we took our seats. "Still looking fantastic I see. How many times have you put that lipstick on?" I teased her with a wink. "Thank you, m...girl. I have only put it on a couple times, I aint used to wearing it yet," she replied giddily. "Well you will get used to it soon enough, you are becoming a lady now," I added with a smile. Elizabeth's face got solemn. "Thanks to you Bridget, I still have a chance." "Stick to your mentor and don't be afraid to talk to her. I would never have made it this far without Lidia," I told her. "I know and I am trying. Trusting people just isn't something I'm used to doing," she replied with a small smile. "All right girls, lets get ourselves in order here. Why Elizabeth, you look absolutely darling!" Ms Locksby said noticing Elizabeth's new clothing. Elizabeth blushed and thanked her amid murmurs of positive agreements from all the other girls in the class. I guess she looked so different they didn't even notice or hadn't said anything yet. Either way, I could tell Elizabeth really did appreciate every encouraging comment, soaking them up like a desert finally getting some rain. The rest of the class was spent in review of what we had learned yesterday, with a blunt reminder about the importance of these things in making a good first impression for tomorrow. So we practiced drinking daintily from of glasses of waters, how to hold our silverware properly while eating, placement of our napkins in our laps, proper ways to wipe our mouth without removing all of our makeup and many numerous other small things. Somehow we were supposed to remember them all, at least we probably would by the summer formal, hopefully. The end of class came and each girl made a point to come up and tell Elizabeth how great she looked. I had a greater respect for those girls, because no one made them do it and they knew how important it was to Elizabeth. They had witnessed the struggling girl she was before and now they recognized the step she was taking in the right direction. Elizabeth thanked the last girl and the four of us pink ladies, made our way to lunch. Chapter 83 Kelly sat in her blue skirt suit at her desk wrapping up the traveling details for tomorrows trip. Each group of girls would be broken up by whatever their second classes were and those professors would be responsible for those groups of girls. After they arrived by bus at the boys collage, the girls would be allowed to intermingle with the boys under the pavilion in the central courtyard. The boy's school central yard had been mostly paved with concrete and a large central fountain, as opposed to the girls school of mostly grass courtyard. The courtyard also had anchors holes placed in the concrete to allow for tent or pavilions to be erected, or so Deanna had explained. She didn't put it past Ms Sherrim to think ahead. This afternoon however would see her and Deanna in Ann's office for an impromptu staff meeting of sorts. Going over last minute details of who to keep a close eye on, for various reasons, how to spot trouble and curb it before it escalated into something ugly, along with many other things she needed to be aware of. She was actually glad to have the meeting as it would give her a chance to discuss what impact Bridget being a break out girl would have on her. Deanna had given her the outline of what it could mean, but didn't want to say more without Ann's input. "Ann just called, wanting to know if you were able to do the meeting now?" Deanna asked walking in from her office. "Yeah I was just going over the class break downs. Let me get my things and we can head up," Kelly answered. She still thought Deanna was delicious in her light tan skirt suit, cr?me shirt and simple tan pumps. There were no lines in her simple nude hose this morning, but Kelly knew there was a wardrobe change scheduled for later today that was filled with fun. She set that thought aside for the task at hand. Grabbing her organizer, a pen and water sitting at her desk, she caught up with Deanna who was talking with Megan out front. "Ms Montgomery and I will be in a meeting with Ms Mercer in her office. Take messages as necessary unless something unique comes up, then just give us a call and we will go from there. Ok?" Deanna informed her. "Yes Ms Dunterbaum, I am sure I will be fine," Megan replied smiling warmly. "I know you will, but I had to tell you anyway," Deanna replied with a wink. "I know," Megan answered, as if she really did understand why leaders made sure their employees knew something, instead of just thinking they should know. Kelly and Deanna made their way down the hall and up two flights of stairs, rounded a corner to arrive at Ann's office. A firm knock and a quick come in saw them enter and making their way to the back of Ann's adjoining office. Ann stood in her dark pastel green pant suit, her own cr?me colored blouse and simple brown shoes, with a welcoming greeting for them both. "Come in, take a seat and we will get started. I don't want to keep you all to long, as I know the day to day around here right now can really be a hand full." Kelly thanked her as did Deanna while sitting down in the black leather and cherry wood chairs. Ann retook her seat behind her cherry desk, sorting some papers until she found the one she was looking for. "Ok, let's start with these girls," Ann said handing Deanna a piece with a list of girls names. Deanna shared the paper with Kelly as they noted the names on the list. "These girls are ones that need special attention as they are girls with a potential for problems. I have tried to spread them out in the classes this quarter so that only one or two at the most would be in the same class. I am sure that every professor would appreciate an extra set of eyes," Ann elaborated. "As we have discussed before, the girls are only here to meet with the boys for a small while and then decide on who they would like to take as a date. If a girl or boy doesn't pick someone, and there will be a few, then their names are put in a hat and drawn out so that everyone gets a date. They are all expected to act appropriately whether they pick someone or someone is picked for them. Most of the girls on their first formal get their dates picked for them. Unlike Bridget, who will already have a date," Deanna elaborated and Ann just nodded her head for conformation. "I think I follow along. So we are just watching for anything going too far one way or the other?" Kelly asked. "Exactly. Just watch their body language to pick up on what they are doing, be sure if you have any concerns to interrupt them with a friendly inquiry as to how they are doing. Or ask if everything is going ok. They will usually take the opportunity to part company with someone they are not getting along with," Ann added. "Ok I will keep that in mind. Anything else I should be aware of?" Kelly asked. "Yes, You will have male professors there on the lookout as well. If you have a potential problem with one of the students, just take the girl by the hand. That will be a signal to the male professors to make a bee line for you. None of the boys have proved to be aggressive in this class, but we want to avoid any potential problems, by presenting someone they are familiar with. When we get there we will introduce you to Mr. Kuchler, who is the resident administrator and his assistant Mr. Wickham," Deanna explained. "Simple enough. Nothing to overly difficult to remember," Kelly replied. "Can you think of anything I missed Ann?" Deanna asked. "No I think that pretty well covers it," Ann answered. "Ok can I ask a question?" Kelly asked. Deanna sat back as Ann answered, "Sure, go ahead." "I am curious why you called Bridget a break out girl and what exactly that means to her. Deanna told me some, but she wanted to wait till we were here so you could tell me everything," Kelly inquired. Ann leaned back in her chair as she thought for a minute then answered. "Break out girls are required to meet certain criteria and when we have our first sessions with them we look for those traits right away. Now they don't have to meet all the criteria, but just enough to qualify them for being considered a break out girl and then we focus on working to improve where they are lacking. Things like attitude, presentation, morale, concern for ones fellow students and responsibility. In the short session I had the other day with Bridget she meet all of those criteria and I didn't have to encourage any discussion about them. That is a good sign she is adjusting to her new role in the school, embracing would be a better term really. Your sweetheart is becoming quite the young lady now, Kelly. She really believes she is a girl. That is quite a feat in a matter of a week. Which tells me she was ready for this to happen all along and she has embraced the opportunity. If any other girl here would have shown Bridget's progress in that time frame, we would have labeled her a break out girl right away. So I felt it was fair to treat Bridget the same way." "I am glad for her, but what does this show of progress and labeling mean?" "It means I took your suggestion and gave her a job, three actually. She is to report to you on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Sundays, to clean your apartments. That's right both of your apartments. I figured since you two had decided to become something of a couple, and Bridget didn't mind, she could aid the both of you, while she was aiding herself," Ann answered. Kelly let out a small laugh at the joy of being able to see Bridget more. Deanna joined at the thought of Bridget having to clean both of their apartments and where the idea had originally came from. "I know I wont have to tell you the opportunity to foster a loving relationship with the three of you going forward, will lie in how much you help her in those times that she is there cleaning," Ann added with an endearing smile. Kelly returned her smile while taking Deanna's hand in her own. "We know, and thank you Ann," she said watching as Deanna returned her loving smile. "Good, now on to Bridget's real jobs. She will work in the office, along with the rotation of Megan and Cheryl. At first I want Lidia to stay with her, but after another week, we are going to let Bridget do it on her own and see how she handles that. Of course you will treat her the same as any student and no overly physical contact. You should get enough free time with her during her cleaning times." "That will not be a problem Ann, and I am sure she will love it," Kelly replied confidently, squeezing Deanna's hand happily. "I am sure she will as well. I also made some requirement that she Aid myself and Ms Sherrim on an as needed basis. So I can keep a closer eye on her and so Ms Sherrim will get to see her exceptional progress. Given the fact the Ms Sherrim has taken a liking to her, should only help to foster positive reviews of our work here," Ann added, pausing to sit forward and fold her hands on the top of her desk. "Which brings me to another point. Kelly I was a bit taken back by your insight into Bridget's condition and her well being. I thought your relationship gave you an inside track and perhaps it did to some extent, but she never mentioned anything in the session about wants or expressions of desires to be a girl, she just accepted who she was. Never mentioning any previous discussions with you on the matter either. I am sure you have had them, but not in any length of late I assume. Yet you still came forward, were able to identify her immediate needs and adequately suggest corrective action. So I am recommending from now on, during new sessions with students, I would like you to sit in and listen. Afterwards we can discuss what you feel is the problem and suggestions for actions to correct it. I would like to get a feel for how well you have applied yourself in your degree and perhaps we could move you into a counseling position here in the near future. What do you think?" Ann elaborated. "That would be great! Thank you Ann," Kelly replied a bit stunned. "Thank you on a job well done, and helping a student strive forward in her task," Ann replied with a warm smile. "You can tell her now Ann," Deanna added with her own smile. "Tell me what?" Kelly asked somewhat intrigued. Ann answered after a breath. "Begin labeled a break out girl has its advantages, and if Bridget continues to progress there is one advantage she may yet be able to take." Kelly was definitely interested now. "And what is that?" sShe asked. Ann explained the advantage to her in length as a large smile crept across Kelly's face, spreading to Deanna's as well, even back to Ann. Chapter 84 Lidia and I sat in the study hall, our books opened and I was wading through the mound of homework I had been given for the weekend. Elizabeth and Brandy sat just off to our left, with Elizabeth struggling under the weight of her own homework. They had decided to join us after class and then maybe for some fun again in the recreation room. Which reminded me we had agreed to meet Megan down there earlier in the week. The classes after lunch had gone on pretty much normally, with every one having a discussion on whatever topic we had been following and them given me a chunk of homework for the weekend. Beauty, Mathematics and Fashion had all followed that route. Apparently Ann had seen it necessary to give Elizabeth something to work on as well. She had gotten the added homework after agreeing to wearing the semi-formal clothing. I thought perhaps Ann had used that to coax her into taking her classes seriously or to strive forward. Whatever the case it seemed to be working as Elizabeth clearly cared about completing the assigned homework by Monday. I just wanted to get as much as I could get done before tomorrow and then knock off the rest once we got back from the big date. So when Sunday came, I would only have to worry about cleaning around the apartment while I spent time with Kelly and I wanted as much of that time as I could get. With that in mind I hammered through English. It was always a tricky subject for me, then again I bet it was for a lot of people. I noticed as I moved on to Math, that Elizabeth spent a long time with her English book open. Brandy was her constant companion though, doing an excellent job of assisting and instructing her along, to truly learning what she needed to know. I went back to math and reviewing the principles I was supposed to apply to my homework. Lidia was wrapping up her own homework as I solved the equations and wrote down my answers. She looked over my problems, checking them for accuracy as I moved onto fashion. Elizabeth had moved on to her own mathematical studies and was breezing through them, as I caught brandy hardly saying anything and just watching Elizabeth move right along. Elizabeth the math wiz, I had to laugh as I thought who would have guessed it, like finding a boy hiding in a girls school. Both rare, but clearly possible and happening right now. Fashion class took me awhile as the assignments again called for researching on the internet. With Lidia's invaluable input I was once again able to complete the assignment in a somewhat timely manner. While I was working on that Elizabeth had tackled government homework. I hadn't thought they would have taught that, but apparently it was one of many refresher courses. Lidia and Brandy helped Elizabeth and I wrap up what we were working on, as we wanted some time to freshen up before heading down to the recreation room. Which was fine with me as I only had my load of Beauty class homework, one other English assignment left and then I would be done for the weekend. Something that wouldn't be too hard to accomplish after tomorrows important date. In all we had spent quite a few hours in the study hall, more so than any other day. We made our short goodbyes to Brandy and Elizabeth, who was still trying to finished her government assignment. Promising to meet them down in the recreation room once we had a chance to freshen up a bit. We made it out the door and down the hall with books in arms, purses over our shoulders. "Do you think Elizabeth will be ok tonight?" I asked Lidia wondering aloud. "I think so, her attitude has had a big change since she got into that pink dress. It could just be a short term reaction to getting a reward, or it could be some of Ann's doing," Lidia mused walking in time with me. "I have to think its mostly Ann's doing. Just by the way Elizabeth is taking her homework seriously," I commented. Lidia nodded her head after some consideration as we arrived at my door and went inside. "Do you think Ann stressed the importance of the clothing, or perhaps suggested some further reward for effort?" Lidia asked looking herself over in the desktop mirror. I made my way over to the full length one after placing my books on the bed next to Lidia's. I dug my powder out of my purse and lightly applied it around my face as I considered what she had said. "I would say that is the most likely case. It seems like Ann's style to take something the girl likes and use to help her develop in a positive way," I replied. Lidia reapplied her lipstick and then added. "That is true and look how much good it did for you," she added a smile at the end, to let me know she was teasing. I could only return her smile before I reapplied my own lipstick, answering, "You could make that argument I guess. I think it had more to do with my mentors constant badgering." Her eyes got big right along with a smile. "I have done no such thing, missy! The only thing I have badgered you about was letting me take your place with that wonderful date you have tomorrow." I finished fixing my lipstick before adding, "Come on say it, Sebastian. You can do it, honest," I teased her back. I laughed out loud as she still blushed at the thought of him. It made me wonder what she had been thinking about him that had made her blush so badly. She slapped me in the shoulder when she came over to inspect her dress in the mirror. I inspected my dress and her in mirror when I said. "I never realized how great you looked in pink before. You are really going to shine at the formal." She gave me an appreciative side ways smile. "Thank you, Bridget. But I am just trying to have my own spotlight next to that baby blue outfit you put together. Those poor boys when they get a look at you," she ended shaking her head. "I have a date remember?" I interjected. "Doesn't stop them from looking, remember?" she added with a mischievous smile. It was my turn to slap her on the shoulder as I put my stuff back in my purse. "All right lets go, little Ms Mischievous," I said putting out my arm for her to take, as I stood before my door. She wrapped her arm in mine, while answering with the most innocent look. "Whatever do you mean, Bridget," she batted her eyelashes at the end, before breaking into a giggle. "Exactly," I replied with my own giggle as we made our way out my door. Chapter 85 By the time we had made it down to the recreation room, it was already full of girls. Lidia and I wandered around looking for Brandy and Elizabeth. We passed so many girls that said hi to Lidia, I was still amazed by how many she knew. The funny thing was how many now stopped me to say hi. Seven girls from my various classes, who I didn't know, stopped me to say a kind word or compliment me on how I looked. Some were mentors with their students who I said hi to in return and made a point to compliment them on how nice they looked. Lidia just smiled at me like a proud parent while I was doing so. It wasn't too long and we found Elizabeth and Brandy at one of the pool tables. Teresa was there as well, those two verses her apparently, she was still winning. We all made our girly greetings and joined in the fun for a bit. I was really glad to watch Elizabeth relax around the other girls and come out of her shell a bit. She laughed, enjoyed herself, even talked positively with us all like she had a purpose, a goal going forward. I pondered how so little fabric could mean so much to a person, but then I already understood that all to well. A while later, maybe on our third game or so we were joined by Cheryl and Megan. I noticed both of them were wearing blue skirt suits just like Kelly's and like the one I had worn. I didn't say anything but made a mental note to ask Lidia about it once we got back to my room. So Cheryl and Megan joined our pool game and I was surprised by how adept Megan was at the game. Why I don't know, but somewhere in the back of my mind when a really pretty girl is good at something besides being pretty, it surprises me. As if all her talents were spent on being gorgeous, silly but true. I guess it was something that I had yet to outgrow as a girl. After Teresa had clearly established her dominance of the pool tables once again, we decided to sit at one of the large octagonal tables that had opened up. The conversation came around to several of us being thirsty, so I just offered to get water for everyone from the concession area. I figured it was the friendly girly thing to do. So I returned with seven bottles of water and passed them out to all of the girls, with everyone giving their thanks and returning to the conversation that had started while I was in line. "So everyone will get three cards with your name on them, and then you go around talking to people you think you might like, by yourself or in groups. When you think you might want to date that person, you give them a card," Megan was explaining to a captive Elizabeth, ok and I will admit I was rather captivated myself. "So how do you decide who to give your cards to?" Elizabeth asked. "You just talk to them, ask them what they do when they are at school, and what do they like to do in their spare time. That kind of stuff. Just talk to them like you would anyone else and you will know if you hit it off with someone," Megan replied. Lidia, Brandy, Teresa and Cheryl smiled at Megan's simple instructions. Elizabeth didn't seem so convinced and I thought for Megan I bet she didn't even have to say a word and had her pick of who she wanted to take. I thought of something to ask. "You have been here for awhile, is there anyone in particular you are going to pick?" I asked Megan. She just got the sly smile on her face, that I found to be very sexy on her, answering. "Actually I plan on asking the best looking nice guy I can find. Well best three really," Megan replied. "What do you mean, best looking nice guy? How will you know they are a nice guy?" Elizabeth asked. "You watch them at first. See how they talk to other people, how they act, if they feel the need to compete with the other guys. Stuff like that, but if you want my advice on a safe date, that just might turn out to be a great time, you will do this. When you are watching them in a group, talk to the shyest guy there, or maybe just go talk to the guy sitting all by himself. He might trip over his tongue at first, might even do something stupid because he is nervous. But once you get past that and actually talk to him, odds are he will really be a nice guy who will have all kinds of interests. Best of all, he wont be all that interested in talking about how great he is. More than likely he will really want to know all about you. You might even come out of summer formal with a friend," Megan explained to Elizabeth and me. I actually thought that was some really good advice, besides I figured every great looking guy would swarm Megan once they got a look at her, well those who didn't already know her and were waiting. I noticed Lidia, Brandy, Teresa and Cheryl were smiling with approval and passing looks between one another. "And what is your plan, Megan," Lidia idly asked with a mischievous glint in her eye. At first I didn't know what to make of her comment, especially given her look. Then I remembered she was Megan's mentor at one time. Of course Megan only returned a sly look with a mischievous glint in her own eye. "Well I will tell you now, in the beginning, leave the guys sitting all by themselves to me. I want first pick of the shyest guys there," Megan said looking at Elizabeth and me. I was surprised to say the least that Megan would want to do that. I was not the only one, as Elizabeth asked before I could. "Why would you want them, you can have any guy there?" Elizabeth asked. Megan looked right at Elizabeth when she answered. "I would like to think some guys wouldn't want me simply as a matter of principle, but you might be right. However the reason I want the shyest guy, is to return the favor someone once did for me. It was my first lunch date and I was such a skinny thing, I lacked manners, tact and confidence in my self. Above all I was so nervous and I was sure no one would want to talk to me. So I went and just sat at one of the tables by myself looking at how pretty the fountain was. That's when this guy came over and sat down talking to me. I think he must have talked for the first two minutes or more without me saying a word. He was so handsome, I thought he was must have been the best looking guy there. I didn't know what to say and he just kept smiling at me while talking to me. Other girls would come up and give him their cards and he would thank them and keep right on talking to me. He wasn't rude to them, but he was clearly interested in me. They all caught on eventually and left us alone, I couldn't understand it. Finally it was time to go and he had to ask me for a card. Of course I gave it to him and he was the only guy that got a card from me that year. I was floored when I found out later, that of all the girls who had given him cards, he had picked me. We went to the dance and I had a wonderful time, he wanted to know all about me and was the nicest guy I think I had ever met. So before we left that night I asked him why he had picked me. He explained exactly what he did, just as I explained what you should do. Going on to say that in his experience the most wonderful people were hardly ever the best looking ones. So he wanted to have a great date, and wanted to have fun with someone who would truly enjoy themselves, in the end hoping he would at least make a friend," Megan elaborated. "Wow, what a guy," Elizabeth said fascinated. "He sounds like a real keeper," I added, wondering if he was kicking himself these days for not chasing Megan down. "Oh, he is dreamy," Lidia added with a giant smile. "Sebastian has been my friend ever since," Megan added looking right at me. My mouth fell open as everyone except Elizabeth started laughing at my surprise. "My Sebastian?" I asked, thinking surely there couldn't be two guys named Sebastian, in this small of an area. Of course my comment got a round of teasing ooh's from all the girls at the table, as Elizabeth remained lost. "Laying claim to him, are we?" Lidia commented between chuckles. "Such an interest in a man, he must have stole your heart," Cheryl teased. "Na, she talked him out of his," Teresa added with a teasing smile, of course Lidia found this all to amusing as well. I tried to back peddle and explain that I just meant the Sebastian I knew. "Uh huh," Cheryl added doubtfully with a grin. "Sure you did," Lidia teased me further. "We know what you really meant, girl," Teresa said with a good hearted smile and a wink. Finally I had to explain to Elizabeth what I was talking about and bring her up to speed. I thought I was explaining it to the rest of them as well, except Lidia of course. I was however wrong. Everyone with the exception of Elizabeth already knew about Sebastian taking me to the summer formal. Word had traveled, just not from who I thought, the source was actually Megan. "How did you find out, if Lidia didn't tell you?" I asked confused. "Who do you think he called to find out about you? I said he has been my friend ever since and he still is," she replied warmly. Lidia was laughing so hard, I knew then that she had know for awhile. "And you just let me think no one else knew?" I accused her in jest. She only nodded with a giant smile on her face, the stinker. "I spent some time checking up on you. I talked with other girls and mentors who are in your classes and even some of your professors in passing. They all said great things about you, even Ms Montgomery and Ms Dunterbaum seem to like you. I hope you can understand I was just looking out for a friend. After everything I was happy to call him back and tell him what a wonderful date he had for summer formal," Megan added with an endearing smile for me. "Thanks Megan, I am sure I will have a great time," I commented returning her smile. We briefly talked about how long the bus ride would be on the way over to the boys school. Megan filled us in on how things would go, with us being split up in groups according to our second class. That would be Etiquette and would put Lidia, Brandy, Elizabeth and me in the same group. She went on to detail how the pavilion was laid out and that it would be on concrete so we wouldn't have to worry about sinking in the grass. She was going to tell us more, but she saw a professor I didn't know and then stopped. "Well girls it looks like our time is up tonight. They are shutting down the recreation room early tonight, so we can all get plenty of sleep. We have to be up and ready to go early tomorrow," Megan explained. So we all said our goodbyes and exchanged girly hugs, before breaking off into groups and making our way back to our rooms. Lidia and I were walking down the hall and talking about everything that had been said. "Megan is really a great girl, I mean looking out for her friend like that and then tomorrow some guy is going to get the date of his dreams," I said idly. "Yeah she is, one of my best students. I am really proud of the girl she has grown into. She when I said you were Ms Popular and didn't know it, I was telling the truth," Lidia answered with a smile. I had to laugh. "You could have told me." "And risk you not being your true self? Not a chance. She got to see the real you, the real girl you are becoming," Lidia replied. I gave her an arm hug. "Thanks, Lidia. Was Megan really the way she described herself when she came here?" I asked while we walked arm in arm. She returned my arm hug. "Your welcome and yes she was. She reminded me a lot of how Elizabeth is now, but so have a lot of other girls too. It is no guarantee that she will make it, or even turn out like Megan. Most every girl here has the potential, it's a matter of them striving for it and not giving up," Lidia elaborated. "I hope Elizabeth turns out just like Megan," I replied as we reached my door. "I do too, but it is up to Elizabeth to make that happen and no one else," she replied walking into my room. She stopped again in my room as I was shutting the door. "Hello Ms Dunterbaum. What a pleasant surprise," Lidia said far too cheerily. I came around her to find Deanna once again sitting on my bed in a light tan skirt suit, cr?me blouse, nude hose and tan shoes, waiting for our return apparently. "It is nice to see you too Lidia," Deanna replied with a rather intrigued look. "Did you run out of pink lipstick?" Lidia added with a growing grin. Deanna's eye widened and a small smile crept onto her face as she asked. "And just what do you know about that?" I thought I had better pull my butt out of the sling here, so I pinched Lidia's butt while adding. "She was rather persistent about what you wanted last time, so I had told her you needed to borrow some pink lipstick. And that was all, I told her." Lidia stuck her tongue out at me while rubbing her butt. "Ruining my fun," she said with a grin. Deanna came to stand up next to Lidia with her own grin on her face. "Shall I tell her about Trevor?" she asked with an arched eyebrow. Lidia's eyes bulged as her face turned a good shade of red. She shook her head no making a gesture, as if she was locking her mouth closed and the throwing away the key. "Not a peep from me," she added. "That's probably for the best. Would you excuse us, I need to talk to the student," Deanna asked her grin still on her face. "Sure, no problem. Goodnight Bridget," she answered still embarrassed while she gave me a girly hug goodnight. I returned her hug. "Goodnight Lidia. Who's Trevor?" I added after we parted. "Goodnight Bridget!" She dodged, her face still red as she hurried out the door, closing it behind her. Chapter 86 I turned to Deanna. "Who is Trevor?" I asked. Deanna just swayed back to my bed, turning around and sexily sitting down on the bed, crossing her legs and deliberately bouncing one foot just barely. "If Lidia wishes to tell you then she will, I will not. That however is not important right now," she answered with a grin. "Ok what is important right now?" I asked not really sure what she was up to. "Why, you honoring your promise to Kelly of course," Deana replied her grin growing. "But I am supposed to wear the clothes when I come over on Sunday. Not now," I commented. "You didn't promise to do it on Sunday, you promised to do it on your next visit. Now get changed, dear," she added with a crooked smile. Apparently I would be visiting tonight, I thought to myself. I wasn't sure how good an idea this was, but I was game. "Yes, Deanna," I replied, making my way over to the closet to retrieve the items from the shelf. I got the garter belt out, then the stockings and the black panties with the pink trim. I laid everything on the bed next to Deanna and paused not sure if she about undressing in front of her. "Go ahead, sweetheart, get undressed. I will help you, if you need it with the other items. It's all right, it's just us girls here," Deanna said with a wicked grin. I was still nervous, but I knew once again Kelly had sent her. Kelly was becoming a stinker herself. Then I thought what the hell I have seen Deanna naked, I even kissed her crotch. So I slipped off my pink peep toed heels and hiked my skirt as I removed the panty hose. Sliding them gently down my legs and carrying them over to the hamper, where I removed my pink panties. "Hmm, yummy, I just love your pink heels. Oh and your panties are pink too, good, you will match after all," she added rather sultrily. He words were not helping my growing erection any, it was becoming rather apparent, hanging freely with out some panties to hold it in check. I was reaching for the black panties with the pink trim, when her hand stopped mine. "Not those yet, the garter and stocking first, dear. You panties won't be on all that long I don't think, but your garter and stockings are definitely not coming off till tomorrow," she had a hot smile on her face when she said it. My erection was now standing stiffly out as I picked up the garter. Pushing up my skirt and wrapping it around my waist, I hooked it easily in the back. Next I picked up one of the stockings as I watched Deanna staring at my hard penis. I sat down on the bed next to her as I rolled the stocking up, making sure to keep the line in the back of the roll. Then I put my foot gently into it and unrolled it up my leg, with great care. Hooking the clasp on the top and adjusting the garter to pull tightly. I stood up with my penis swinging about as I hooked the clasp in the back, adjusting that strap as well. I repeated the same process with the other leg, again gently and making sure the line was straight. I was reaching for the panties when she stopped me again. "Here turn around and let me fix these in the back, sweetheart," Deanna informed me. I did as she instructed, facing away from her, as she readjusted the straps in the back for a tighter fit. Pulling on the stockings a bit and running her hand down my smooth leg. "You got the lines nice and straight, good girl," she added patting my naked butt before handing me the panties. Quickly I slipped my silky stockings in them, pulling them up my legs and over my penis, trying in vain to tuck it in. It wasn't going to happen, so I left it tenting out my panties as I pulled my skirt over it. I then sat down to slip my peep toed heels back over my feet. I stood back up closing my eyes and trying to calm myself. I heard Deanna stand up next to me. "This isn't going to work. Kelly told me this might be a problem. We can't have you walking around like this, can we? Kelly did suggest a possible solution, however," she added. I opened my eyes to her looking me right in mine, a grin on her face as she stood so close to me. My penis refused to behave. "What solution is that?" I asked trying to ignore her hotness. She wrapped an arm around my waist, putting mine around hers. "Well it will cost you, unless you can find some way to solve it yourself," she added pulling up my skirt in back and playing with my panty clad ass. I laughed before answering. "We both know that isn't going to happen, so what is the price?" I asked enjoying the feel of her hand sliding across my ass. "One promise for me and one promise for our girlfriend," she cooed into my ear. "Agreed, what is you solution?" I replied to quickly, my penis betraying me to my desires. She got a large smile on her face as she went over to the makeup desk to retrieve a handful tissue. Coming back and wadding them up before putting them in my left hand. Next she pulled down my panties to release me, leaving my penis standing up and bunching the front of my skirt around the base of my shaft. Then she pushed the wade of tissues in my hand over the tip of my stiff penis. "I could have done that myself," I said somewhat disappointed. She pulled my right hand around her waist, planting my open hand firmly on her ass. Moving her left hand back up under my skirt to play with my silky butt, as she leaned her body into my side. "But now you're not going to," she added with a wicked smile as she wrapped her right hand around my shaft. I took in a sharp breath at her touch and my penis bounced at attention. She slowly slid her fingers back and forth along my shaft. "Do you like that, sweetheart?" she whispered my ear. "Yes," I breathily replied in all honesty. "Kelly told me you would, baby. She said you would like this too," Deanna added before she moved her mouth over to kiss me. She pushed her tongue in my mouth, as she firmly handled my shaft. Her kiss was long, slow and full of lust, all the while she stroked me with practiced skill. I lasted maybe thirty seconds, before I moaned into her mouth as I orgasmed into the wade of tissues, releasing several times. Grabbing her ass and returning her kiss just as passionately. I broke from our kiss panting, leaning my forehead against hers. "Somebody really liked that, didn't they, sweetheart?" she asked me with a big smile on her face. "Oh yes, de-Deanna," I replied, as she slowly and firmly still stroked me, pushing the last of the cum out my quickly softening penis. "Me too. Now be a good girl and clean yourself up. Then let's go see our girlfriend," she added with a small kiss for me. She held my penis and my skirt up for me as I wadded the tissue up and wiped off the tip. Afterwards she tucked it back into my panties, readjusting me before letting my skirt fall into place. I put the tissue in the waste basket, using a few extra to wipe my hand off. We left my room, stopping in the bathroom briefly so I could wash my hands, then heading over to Kelly's apartment. Chapter 87 Deanna opened the door to Kelly's apartment and strode in with a confident sway in her heels. I followed, closing the door behind us and then I caught up with her standing in the living room. Sounds of things being put away came from the bathroom, where the door was open. "We made it dear, slightly delayed by the situation you predicted, but we were able to solve it. Wouldn't you say Bridget?" Deanna called to her. "Yes, Deanna," I replied standing next to her, curious as to what we were waiting on in the living room. Then Kelly came out and I knew exactly what. She emerged out of the bathroom in a tight black three paneled dress. Each panel or band of clothing that stretched across her body was bunched in the middle by a squared silver broach, maybe three inches tall by three inches wide. The affect left large portions of her naked body exposed. The first panel bunched right in the middle of her breasts. It clung so tightly to her braless breasts that it wasn't much more than a bikini top. Leaving everything above her breasts naked and a large portion just below naked as well. Where the second panel stretched across her body to bunch right over the middle of her stomach, just above her belly button. With more exposed flesh left above and below the bunch. The third panel was in effect her skirt and only bunched down from her stomach, leaving a low cut to the short tight skirt. The over all effect left two large diamonds of naked flesh just under her breast and above her crotch. Her hair was up and twisted around in back and pinned in to place, to loosely hang down her back. Emphasizing her naked shoulders and the gentle curve of her kissable neck, where a simple silver choker adorned her. Smokey brown eyes, full with mischief were outshined by her cherry lipstick as a smile parted those lips when she saw the effect her outfit was having on my stunned face. She swayed confidently over to me in her black peep toed pumps, her legs wrapped in black stockings with their tops fully exposed and the clips of the garter belt peeking out from under the very short skirt. "Hi baby, Do you like it?" she asked with a small smile. "Um, like doesn't even come close. You look absolutely incredible, honey," I answered truthfully. Kelly laid her soft arms around my shoulders, leaning her body into mine as she placed a lovely gentle slow kiss on my lips. I returned her kiss, in the same careful way, tenderly laying my hands on the sides of her exposed stomach. "I told you she would love it," Deanna said startling me. I had forgotten she was there and that was a testament to the outfits affect. She came over to stand close to us, leaning in to give Kelly a soft kiss on the lips. "Time for me to get ready," Deanna added, before turning her head to plant a soft kiss on my lips. She walked toward the bathroom, calling over her shoulder. "I wont take that long, don't start with out me." "I promise," Kelly stated as Deanna shut the door to the bathroom. She grinned at me in her arms, before she said. "I am beginning to think she has grown fond of kissing you. I didn't tell her to do that." "You can always tell her to stop," I said quickly not wanting anything to ruin our time together. She laughed like I had said something silly, before breaking from my arms to lead me over to the couch by the hand. We both sat down and crossed our legs, leaving our heels touching. "What would you say if I didn't want her to?" she asked me with a smile. "I can understand if you don't want your girlfriend kissing me," I replied not really following what she was saying. I could tell the stupefying effect her outfit was having on me and I tried to concentrate on what she had said. She just laughed at my answer, gently touching my face and smiling brightly at me. "You are so cute when you act like this, it one of the many reasons I love you, Bridget," she said warmly. "I love you too, Kelly," I replied from my heart, as I stopped thinking about her outfit and just looked into her eyes. She leaned forward and we shared another soft tender kiss. "I am trying to tell you I like the fact that my girlfriend kisses you," she said comfortably. "You do?" I asked confused, but I started understanding why she had sent Deanna to my room, those times. "Yes, why shouldn't I?" she asked me in return. "I would just think it would make you uncomfortable to see another woman kiss me," I answered honestly. "Does it make you uncomfortable to see me kiss her?" She asked me. "Well no, she is your girlfriend," I replied. "Do you think that she and I are in love?" she asked me carefully. I had to think about how they had acted the last time I had seen them together. I realized how much they had changed in the way they touched each other as opposed to when I had first seen them kiss. They were in love. "I am going to have to say yeah, I think so." "So even though you know I am in love with another woman you are ok with sharing me with her?" she asked me, patiently. "Yes, I want you to truly be happy, honey. I don't want to make you choose between me and what really makes you happy," I answered. "And I want you to really be happy as well. I want our life to work, for all of us, not just me," she replied earnestly. "So you want me to kiss your girlfriend?" I asked, wondering when the tables had turned. "I want you to be comfortable enough around her to share a life with her. If you want to kiss her, then I want you to feel like you can without me getting jealous or feeling betrayed, much like you did for me," she said with a mischievous smile. "What if she doesn't like kissing me?" I asked, wondering what the smile was for. "Why don't you ask her and find out?" she asked me back, with an open hand indicating toward a standing and silent Deanna. I was surprised to say the least as I hadn't heard her come out of the bathroom. She stood there silently in the white crop topped, long sleeved dress shirt from the last time I was here. Her smooth toned stomach with its silver belly button ring, begged to have a hand rubbed across. She wore the black mini skirt Kelly had worn last time, with her own caramel stockings with tops fully exposed and her garter clasps peeking out as well. A pair of ankle strap pumps adorned her feet as she stood waiting. I looked into her face, as eyes well defined my mascara and long black lashes, starred back. Green eye shadow brought her eyes alive, light coral blush added color to her cheeks, with the same cherry lipstick flavoring her lips. Her auburn hair hung down on both sides of her head as she cracked a smile at my reaction to her obvious beauty. "Bridget; ask her," Kelly urged me. I was nervous, it didn't make sense to be, but right then I was. Maybe it was being put on the spot in front of Kelly or maybe it was just a question I didn't think I would be ever asking Deanna. I swallowed and steadied myself. "Do you find kissing me to be enjoyable?" I asked, altering the question as if that made it easier to answer. She came over and sat next to me on the couch. "I do find it enjoyable. I didn't think I would ever find anyone with a penis attractive, much less like kissing them." "Do you like kissing her? Be honest with yourself and us, baby," Kelly asked me, while rubbing her hand up my back. I thought it was an obviously silly question, but maybe it was just something we all needed to hear. "I do enjoying kissing your beautiful girlfriend," I replied honestly, looking right at Deanna, who gave me a crocked smile in return. "Then kiss her now, like you kiss me," Kelly added. I was a bit surprised and Deanna gave me a startled look as well, I guess she hadn't planned on that either. I turned to my left to look at Kelly, who was only smiling at us both. "Are you sure?" I asked still a bit taken back at her bluntness. "Were you sure when you asked us to do the same?" She asked, gently turning my face with her hand towards Deanna. "I was," I answered confidently; starring into Deanna's waiting face. We sat paused, for a moment, not really sure how to proceed. Finally I decided to do just what she had asked. I raised my left hand to gentle caresses Deanna's face, guiding her lips to mine, I pursed against them softly as if time should slow when we touched. Closing my eyes, I repeated the careful embrace, parting my lips as her tongue found its way gently into my mouth. I savored her tongue with my lips and my own tongue, as her hand found its way to smooth over my crossed leg. Then I laid my open right hand on her bare side, enjoying a rub along her tender skin before we broke our kiss and I opened my eyes to Deanna's beautiful face. She gave me another soft parting kiss, looking steamily into my eyes. "Now that was a kiss," Kelly stated cheerily. Deanna actually blushed a little, while trying to hide her smile, by biting her lower lip. I could understand, as the electricity from our kiss was still flowing through my body. She hadn't removed her hand from my leg and I still had my hand on her side, there was a comfortable intimateness to our touch, more than mere contact. Kelly leaned into me, pushing me back with her into a relaxed posture. She brushed her hand up my leg, until she touched Deanna's, then pulled her hand along with Deanna's back down my leg. "I just love the feel of these stockings, don't you, sweetheart," Kelly said to Deanna. "Definitely, they have a nice feel even now. Someone else liked the feel of them on my legs," Deanna replied with a devious smile. "I don't blame her, I liked them on your legs too," Kelly added, as they both trailed their hands up my leg. "Did she wear the panties too?" Kelly asked Deanna. "Yes dear, she was a good girl and kept her promise," Deanna replied as Kelly pulled Deanna's hand towards her, causing Deanna to fall back against me in my relaxed position. My hand slid around Deanna's back as she adjusted herself to snuggle against it, while Kelly put my other arm around herself in relative the same position. Their hands drifted along my thigh, with Kelly's pulling up my skirt. "Have you thought of what promises you want to ask us, honey?" Kelly inquired of me. I mentally cursed as I had forgotten to give time to thinking of some promises. Kelly lifted my leg to hand it to Deanna, who draped it across her crossed legs. She rubbed her hand all along my leg as Kelly repeated the process with my other leg, draping it across her own lap. It left me in a very unladylike position with both my legs spread, my skirt hiked up, my garter belt and panties exposed. "Um, actually no I didn't really get a chance," I answered as they both ran their hands along my legs, both of them playing with my pink peep toed pumps. "Oh well then, we will just have to help her think of something, wont we sweetheart," Kelly said to Deanna as the both ran their hands back up my legs. "I am sure we can help her make up her mind, dear," Deanna replied, caressing the inside of my thigh, while Kelly's hand found its way inside my panties to stroke my rapidly swelling shaft. "How's that for a starter?" Kelly asked with amusement at the enjoyment clearly on my face. "Wonderful," I replied, enjoying in their attention. Kelly leaned over me meeting Deanna half way for a passionate kiss, while she pulled my penis free of my panties, stoking me slowly. After they broke their kiss Kelly turned her face to me, planting an equally passionate kiss on my pink lips, as she let go of my penis. I let my hand slid down her back to play with her ass as I felt a hand return to my penis. We broke our kiss as Kelly guided Deanna's face to mine, where we shared a deep kiss of our own and my hand slid around to cup Deanna's ass. A moan escaped my mouth when I felt Kelly's lips encapsulate the head of my penis. Deanna and I broke our kiss, as Kelly pulled off my penis with a soft pop. She and Deanna shared another kiss, their tongues invading each others mouths as I took delight in watching and playing with their behinds. They parted their kiss as Kelly placed her hand back on my shaft over Deanna's, both of them stroking me gently. "Well how does it taste? As bad as you remember?" Kelly asked Deanna. Deanna shook her head. "No not really, different, but I wouldn't say bad." Kelly leaned down to run her tongue along my shaft, from base to tip, causing me to take a sharp intake of air. They both giggled at my reaction and I joined them in appreciation. "You want to try a lick?" Kelly asked Deanna with a giggle. Deanna smiled, shrugging her shoulders before answering. "Sure, why not." Deanna bent down and Kelly gave her room to lick her tongue along a similar line of my shaft. "What do you think now?" Kelly asked her with a large grin before kissing her again. "It's not bad really, maybe it was the person who disgusted me before. Bridget is probably much cleaner the he was," Deanna replied considering, still stroking me gently. "Do you want to try more?" Kelly asked with a mischievous look, before encasing the tip of my penis with her lips and quickly sucking them off with a pop. Deanna let out a chuckle. "You're a bad girl, trying to tempt me." Kelly kissed the tip again. "How many things have you gotten me to try? I am just having fun with my girlfriend and I just want you to try to have fun with her too," Kelly replied. Deanna leaned down to give Kelly a loving French kiss. "Ok baby, for you I will honestly try to enjoy it." Kelly smiled brightly and moved back as Deanna closed her mouth around the tip of my penis, gently sucking it and producing the popping sound as she came off. I breathed in short bursts as she continued to play with my penis. Kelly came up to lean into my arm again, kissing me as Deanna licked, sucked and kissed around on the tip of my penis. Kelly's hand continued to stroke me while Deanna played, before she broke our kiss and leaned back down to whisper to Deanna. "More baby, take more of her," Kelly urged her on and Deanna did. She swallowed more of my shaft into her mouth, slowly pulling back out with her lips. My penis was a stiff rod by now as I was enjoying her oral attention. Deanna's switched her left hand over to stroke my penis as she leaned over me, her right hand caressed up and down my stocking covered leg. My breathing was coming in short pants now as Deanna went lower and lower on my shaft. "Don't cum in my girlfriend's mouth now. That would be rude, honey," Kelly instructed me between soft kisses. "Yes dear," I replied breathily, before Kelly kissed me again, forcing her tongue into my mouth. Deanna kept rubbing my leg, more vigorously as she swallowed my penis just as passionately. Then she was taking me all the way into her mouth, bobbing up and down and I could feel her tongue trailing along my shaft in her mouth. It was becoming too much. I broke from Kelly's French kiss. "Ok she has to stop or I am going to cum, honey," I replied straining to hold my self against doing just that. Kelly leaned down to Deanna. "You need to move dear, I will take her." Deanna came off my penis with a pop, quickly French kissing Kelly before asking. "Would you mind if I tried it? This is kind of fun." Kelly kissed her back. "No, I wouldn't mind at all, baby. Get ready." Deanna put her mouth back over the head of my penis, stroking me while I could feel her tongue flicking around the tip in her mouth. Kelly leaned up to kiss me softly. "Be a good girl and cum in my girlfriends mouth," she said sultrily. She never got the sentence finished before I came. Deanna moaned in surprise as my first release entered her mouth, then she audible swallowed, causing me to release again. She moaned again, but not in surprise, more in enjoyment as she swallowed again. I came twice more and she swallowed them both, before pulling off my penis. Kelly was waiting by her face, kissing her as soon as she released my penis, invading her mouth with her tongue. They shared a passionate kiss for a long moment and had I not just came I would have gotten hard just watching them. As it was, I was breathing heavy and my penis was shrinking, being spent for the time being. They broke their kiss, with Deanna adding. "She tasted sweet, I have never had anyone taste sweet before." "I am glad you liked it, baby," Kelly replied giving her another kiss. "I did and I am glad you got me to try it, sweetie," Deanna replied returning Kelly's kiss. "We will have to do it again some time," Kelly added. "Yes we will," Deanna replied, before coming up and giving me a long kiss. "Thank you for letting me play," she added. "You are quite welcome," I replied. Kelly leaned up. "So do you think that covered our promises good enough?" she asked with a grin. "Oh yeah, I think that will cover it just fine," I answered her. We sat there for a several minutes as I caught my breath, Deanna and Kelly took care in tucking my now limp penis back into my panties, patting it gently, before pulling my skirt back down into place. "She still has one promise to fulfill, dear," Deanna said getting up off the couch, holding her hand out to me. I took it and she pulled me up to my feet, still in their pink heels. I knew what she was talking about and where we were going. I held my hand out to Kelly, who took it and stood up with us. Deanna wrapped her arm around my waist, putting my arm over her shoulder, while Kelly did the same on the opposite side. "Do you remember what you promised me?" She asked me as she led us all into the bedroom. "Yes, I do," I replied as we stopped at the foot of the bed. Thoughts of how exactly I should go about doing what Deanna wanted had spent some time running around in my head in the last couple days. In the end I knew what I was going to do, just not exactly how. Now I was just going with my imagination. I pulled my arm from over Kelly's shoulder to take her hand and lead her around to stand with Deanna. I slipped out from Deanna's arm to put her and Kelly's hands in each others. "I love you baby," I said placing a hot kiss on Kelly's lips. "I love the fact you are her girlfriend," I stated placing a hot kiss on Deanna's lips. I left them standing as I went over and carefully lay on the bed, arranging my self off to one side and leaving ample space for both of them. I patted the bed in the open space. "Deanna, you are welcome in this bed any time you want. Will you come join me now and bring our girlfriend with you?" I asked her ending with a wink. I watched a smile crack across her face as she turned to look at Kelly. Who dropped one of her hands, lifting the other one with Deanna's hand in it towards the bed. "Go on join her, you should be nice too," Kelly said with a grin. Deanna raised an eyebrow at her, before adding. "How nice do you want me to be?" "As nice as you want to be, to a girl inviting you to her bed," Kelly stated with a wink. Deanna turned back to me before climbing onto the end of the bed and crawling on hands and knees very sexily up the bed to end with her face over mine. Her kiss was long and slow, before she parted with a soft touch of her lips to mine. "Thank you," she said lying down next to me, and caressing my face with her hand. "As I promised, but I would have asked you without one anyway if I had known how important it was to you," I replied, thinking on the realization I had come to days ago. Kelly took off her heels and crawled up the bed much the same way as Deanna had. Planting kisses first on Deanna's legs then mine, working her way up our thighs. "That looks like a very comfy spot you have got there, can I cuddle too?" She asked over us both with a big grin on her face. We both agreed, scooting over to make room for her between us. She rolled over to lie on her back as Deanna and I cuddled up against her. "Now this is very comfy," Kelly added with a giggle and a sigh. We laid there awhile with mine and Deanna's heads on Kelly's shoulders. Our hands caressing over Kelly's body, gently running