"Rin... did you hear me?" her voice cut into my mind.
"What?" I said, regaining my thoughts. I brushed two fingers over my eyelids, trying to recall what the conversation had just been about. I barely had enough sleep last night, and my lids felt heavy as I struggled to keep them open.
Lucy stood in front of me, a small notebook resting in her left arm, pushing up against her left breast. Her pale thighs glistened beneath her short pleated skirt, like she'd taken enough care to oil them.
For him, I guess.
"Didn't you hear me?" she repeated, her brows furrowing.
"Sorry," I replied, rather nonchalantly. "I wasn't paying attention."
How could I... When the only thing I could think about was my face resting in-between Fumiko's large breasts.
I spent the entire night with her, exploring every part of her body as she explored every part of mine. By the time we decided we were too tired to go further, it was already dawn.
