Amy's lesbian escapades in pencil and ink.

You turn the page and catch your breath. Your face feels warm. The page on the left is a very explicit sketch of Amy -- you can tell by the figure, the freckles, and the long wavy hair -- kneeling behind a naked Sherah, on all fours on a bed, and licking her pussy. Amy has drawn her hands squeezing and separating Sherah's buttocks as she licks. Sherah seems to be getting into it, sticking her butt back and up at Amy and throwing her head back with eyes closed. Amy's drawn Sherah with big dark nipples.

There are more little doodle girls in the margin, mostly naked. They seem to be chasing each other around. A couple seem to be rolling hoops along the ground with sticks.

At the bottom of the page are two close-up sketches of pussies, one labeled "Me" and the other "S." The "me" one seems to have lighter, frizzier hair, and the labia look narrow, delicate, and lightly shaded. But the clit is round and prominent. The "S." one has more and darker hair. The lips are more open, and the outer lips are plumper, and the inner lips stick out more and are more darkly shaded. The clit seems lost in the shadows where the lips join together in the fringes of the dark bush.

The opposite page has a similar study, with the positions reversed...almost. Your ears feel hot. Sherah is sitting on her heels with knees apart, behind Amy who is lounging face down, her butt propped up by the pillows under her belly. Sherah has a hand between her own legs, a thumb on Amy's clit, and two fingers in her cunt. And her tongue...her tongue must be on Amy's butthole. Wow.

On the next page is another cunt sketch -- this one labeled "L.". Another dark bush, but more like a powder puff than a tangle. The labia seem more subtle too, the inner ones sticking little earlobe-shaped curves from between the outer ones. Below is a picture of Amy diving into the muff of a cute dark-haired girl with huge boobs. Her eyes are squinched tight, and her big glasses are falling off her nose. One hand is on Amy's head, and the other is pinching her erect nipple. Amy's hands seem to be cupping her slim butt. That looks like...Lynn? The girl downstairs that made Ellen blush?

Your mouth drops open. The next page has several little sketches of Ellen herself, mostly rear views of Ellen bending over while she's dressing. Or undressing. But, like the other pages, there's a carefully done sketch of a beautiful cunt. It seems to have lots of fluffy, light hair on the mound and down the outer lips. The outer lips are slightly parted, and the inner lips open out in wavy curves like a flower petal around the opening under the little bead of the clit.

You catch a whiff of cloves with an undertone of musk and burning leaves. "Yeah," Sherah says at your ear. "that's my favorite, too. Ellen's cunt is really pretty. She was pretty loose that night."

She props a bent elbow on one of your shoulders and leans into you, pressing a breast through her tank top into your back. You get a really close look at Sherah's pendant, dangling over your shoulder. It's not a flower, it's a woman's labia done in silver with a tiny pearl clit.

Sherah doesn't seem like she's going to smack you, but maybe you shouldn't make any hasty moves. You close Amy's sketchbook and put it down where it was. Sherah breathes smoky clove air in your face and laughs.

Her dark eyes look huge from so close up, and extra intense under her dark brows.

"If you come along and be a good boy tonight, I think we can arrange some lessons in practical cunt worship. I bet you'd like to improve your technique, in case you get to score with Ellen. Don't count on getting your pants off tonight, though. Though Amy was..." Sherah stops and leans back as Ellen and Amy come back from the restroom out onto the patio dining area.

"What'cha talking about?" Ellen asks, noticing you'd had your heads close together.

"Just enjoying the view," Sherah says.

"Like I said," Amy says, "the best view of Widley's from up here." She runs her hands through the length of her wavy red hair.

Your waitress -- young, pierced, and petulant -- comes out with Sherah's mocha.

You shift uneasily. In addition to your pants needing adjustment, you're sure you feel a little damp spot, and you hope nothing shows on the outside.

Ellen chatters at Sherah and Amy as you try to settle yourself down with deep, slow breaths while surveying the view from Reservoir Hill. Try as you might, the closeness of your crush Ellen and two obviously hot and frisky girls like Sherah and Amy, kinky as they appear to be, make the little man inside your pants want to get out.

Sensing your discomfort, Ellen and Amy start glancing over at you. Ellen looks like she might be about to say something. Sherah just smirks.

You know you'll have to excuse yourself if there isn't something to distract the girls' attention. Maybe lunch will come soon. You shift uneasily.