"Okay, fine I'll take a sh-sh-sh-shower and then you can d-d-d-do your thing." Sydney said nervously. She turned around to open her bag for her towel and the travel kit her mother gave her before she left.
"Okay, good. Uh...when you get out just like, lay on my bed I guess. Face down of course."
"R-r-r-right." Sydney responded then moved towards the bathroom door.
Teri meanwhile had gotten her brand new massage oil kit out of the bottom draw of her dresser and started setting up for Sydney's massage. She didn't want oil on her uniform shirt so as Sydney opened the door to the bathroom Teri decided to take her uniform off and put on her sleep shirt.
Sydney opened the bathroom door and reached for the usual light switch placement, but after a second of feeling around couldn't find it. "T-t-teri where's the light switch?" She asked and looked over her shoulder as Teri was removing her uniform skirt, her shirt already off. "Oh!" Sydney squeaked. Her eyes magnetically drawn to her friend's bra encased breasts, noticing a beauty mark on her left breast.
Teri was not a shy girl, so she just looked up and dropped her skirt, "Oh, right sorry about that. When they built this house, for some reason they wired the bathroom light to the same lights for this room. It's why there's two switches. One of the most frequent questions for first-time-in-my-roomers." Teri turned and walked towards the light switch, giving Sydney an amazing gander at her toned glutes half covered by the required under uniform panties.
Sydney couldn't stop staring for a moment and the words just came out, "I see you're wearing last years panties still to get around the panties rule of covering everything." Sydney blinked, wondering where that came from.
Teri turned a tinge of a blush coloring her cheeks, she flipped the switch for the bathroom light, "Uh....yeah...um. Heh. Actually the ones for this year only *have* to be used for game time. Uh...*ahem*. The old ones still fit fine, even if my hips widened a bit over the year. In fact the panties being tighter kinda gives me a better thrill in class."
"Huh?" Sydney asked.
Teri walked over to her bed, "Well as you can tell they're a bit tighter right, all around. Well when we're in classes and such and I feel the itch for some touch all I have to do with this is wiggle my legs a bit and the material stimulates enough to hold me over." Teri said and sat on her bed as though it were a school chair. She then proceeded to wiggle her legs, in a somewhat 'I gotta pee" fashion. Sydney was mesmerized by the sight of the the panties rubbing, ever so slightly, up and down her friend's mound. That and the slightly damp spot. "Works a little better on a hard school chair of course. And if that doesn't do it I usually squeeze my legs to together and wiggle a bit. Just enough to get the edge off, you know?"
Sydney actually didn't know. Sydney didn't understand feelings, or instincts much. If it couldn't be measured or quantified it was illogical and didn't matter. Sure she felt a twinge in her nethers a time or too, but nothing that solving a really tough equation couldn't fix. What Sydney wanted, right now though, was to figure out why her own panties were getting so...so...icky for. |