All Chapters of Shhh...They Will Hear Us : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lacey's had been going on for some time now. Before her drunken come ons of a few weeks earlier. Lacey had never really been attracted to a girl before but the truth was she was an open and curious girl and she'd simply never given the matter a lot of thought. Now, talks with her best friend about her best friend's sex life were leading to Lacey hearing things described she'd never seen or done before and, being curious, Lacey occasionally would investigate those things on-line when nobody was around. Which, more than once, had lead to some very, very satisfactory sessions of self-pleasure. So when the idea of actually doing some of those things became an itch that Lacey realized she wanted to scratch, she couldn't help but look at Olivia differently. Much like Lacey's first time with a boy back home, Lacey liked the idea of doing these things with a friend. Someone she cared about and got along with and knew wouldn't be a jerk.And, as Lacey had said the first time she'd seen the tal

An orgasm that was more mental than anything, watching the beautiful texan girl she'd lusted after for so long thrust her fingers inside her and sucking on her breasts more than making up for the lack of experience. She nearly collapsed into Lacey's arms as she came and the two fell together onto the pillow, exhausted and satisfied. "Yeah, I totally regret that." Olivia mumbled after a moment or two of recovery and reflection "That was ok?" Lacey asked earnestly "The okayiest." Olivia gave her a reassuring kiss on the cheek "But we've totally ruined the friendship" "Totally. We're going to have to be very distant girls who fuck each other's brains out every day." Lacey said, snuggling closer with her friend, pulling the discarded blanket over them as they settled into the bed, still largely intertwined. "Every day huh?" March 4th, 2007 Tim, Olivia and Lacey sat in the dining hall, to the unobservant, it would have seemed exactly like a scene that one could have seen in T

March 20th, 2007 "I still can't believe I let you talk me into this." Olivia muttered as she settled into her small, red plastic seat at Burling Arena. "I have a paper due tomorrow." "Oh come on. It's our last chance to watch Fitzy play." Lacey pouted. Olivia couldn't help but smile. Lacey looked very cute with her face all painted and with the giant foam finger. "He won't be playing basketball next year?" "Not for the Grizzlies." Lacey shook her head glumly "He's going pro." "Says who?" "Says Fitz. We talked about it the other night." Lacey continued "Said that he could always come back to school but couldn't pass the opportunity up for his family." Olivia frowned at this news. She knew enough about what it meant. Lacey leaned over and kissed her girlfriend on the cheek. "I'll miss him too baby," Lacey said sweetly "But, realistically, he'd never have fit in our place next year no matter what." Olivia smiled. Their place. They would be getting an off-campus apartmen

Believe me, it worked – I'd sat in on a few of these meetings. I wouldn't be surprised if quite a few of her clients didn't hire her just to make absolutely sure their opponents couldn't. I went back to my desk, sinking gratefully back down into my chair – a large, comfortable, swiveling and tilting thing. Diane spared no expense on the office furniture, something I appreciated greatly after years of being the assistant in the "ergonomic" chair that made me feel like I was ninety years old when I went home at the end of the day. These quiet times that Diane spent before meetings were private – I'd always stop calls going to her phone, and make anyone who showed up to see her wait. Her office had no windows, not even in the door, and she never talked about it, so I never knew what she did to compose herself for a meeting. No doubt, had I thought about it, I might have guessed. One of my friends from college became a surgeon – according to him, it's much more common than most people

Jessica?" The sound of my name brought my head up with a jerk. I looked up – into cold blue eyes, staring down at me. She looked at me and I looked at her, and it was crystal clear that neither of us knew what the hell to say. "We got the account," she said finally. I managed a smile that I'm sure was downright ghastly from the other side. "That's wonderful. Congratulations." She nodded slowly. "I'm...going home for the day – I think I need a little vacation." She looked around uncomfortably – it was the first time I can ever remember having seen her looking awkward. "Finish up the paperwork for the week while I'm gone...I'll see you on Monday." I tried my best not to let my chin hit the desk. I wasn't fired? "Of course," I finally stammered. "Have a good vacation." I wasn't deluding myself – she wasn't inviting me to keep doing anything, she was just a decent enough person not to fire me for trying to help, no matter how inappropriate what I had done had been. By the time