Hannah and Taylor's sex education supplies

Heather looked at the contents of the drawer, then back over her shoulder. Taylor and Hannah froze with the most fake innocent "Who me?" looks on their faces.

Heather had a big, fat smirk on her face. "Well, YOU TWO are well-prepared." she said.

Taylor laughed. "I see you discovered the sex education supplies," she said.

"Sex EDUCATION supplies?" Heather said. She goggled at the highly realistic penis models of multiple colors and sizes and the oversized stuffed fabric representations of female genitals from bush down to butthole, with labia, clit, urethra and vaginal opening carefully shaped, sewn, and highlighted.

Taylor said, "Yeah, sure, you want the spiel?"

Heather quirked her eyebrow up. "Seriously?"

Hannah laughed. "Yeah. I'm an assistant resident advisor in my dorm," she said. "Peer counselor. Gonna be an RA next year."

"And peer sex educator goes toward my pre-med requirements," Taylor said.

On a second glance, Heather saw there was also a stack of laminated cards with diagrams of sexual anatomy, contraceptive methods, straight and gay sexual practices and positions, accommodations for disabilities or body type variations, and alternatives to intercourse.

"Ooo-kay," Heather said. "Sex education? But don't people know that by the time they get to college?"

"You'd be surprised at what people get stuck on, even in college," Hannah said. "Really stuck, in unhappy ways. Or just confused, or the wrong expectations."

Taylor nodded. "Yup. I kind of like to think of us as the Fun Fairies bringing the Good News," she said.

"It can be really hard sometimes though," Hannah said. She and Taylor shared a look. "The peer counselor part, more than sex education. People trying to figure where they're at with sex."

"Yeah, we had a guy come out to his parents this year," Taylor said. "That was a rough scene. But I guess that happens a lot in college." She looked to Hannah. "Usually it's better. Oh, you remember?"

Hannah laughed. "Oh yeah, the girl who was trying to figure out how to choose which boyfriend she was gonna be with, and they were all, okay, do what you need to do, we love you."

Taylor continues, "And Hannah is up talking to her half the night and going round and round and finally Hannah asks, 'Okay, I hear what you want. I hear what they said. So with all that, d'ya need to pick one?'"

"The look on her face," Hannah said. "But at the end of the term, she was out of the dorms, and they all moved into a room together in one of the big house-shares near campus."

Taylor said, "Yeah, I mean, you're twenty. The guys love you. They're cool with it. So HAVE two boyfriends you're living with. When are you gonna have a better chance?"

Heather laughed. "Guess you've got a point," she said. She pushed the drawer closed. "You suppose we'd benefit from a presentation?"

"No doubt," Taylor said. She stretched her arms and rolled her shoulders, then tilted her head from side to side, her brown hair swishing back and forth.

"C'mon, let's get ready for the lake," Heather said.

"Well..." Taylor said.

"C'mon, you gotta come along, it's the first day," Heather said. "Represent."

"We can bag it early if we have to, Taylor," Hannah said. "And I want to see the lake. Mmkay?"

"Oh, all right," Taylor said. "Let me get dressed."

Heather changed into her swimsuit, a white bikini getting its first outing of the year during Spring Break, while she watched Hannah and Taylor change. Ashley's big sister Hannah had been a cheerleader in her time, and her long limbs still showed athletic tone, particularly her legs. From a side view, Heather saw that Hannah's mons was mostly bare, but had a blonde tuft in the center that seemed to have some artful shape. Taylor, by contrast, had a full brown bush.

Hannah had a yellow two-piece suit with a bright flower print, while Taylor had one in bright blue.

"Taylor, your bush is sticking out," Hannah said.

Taylor tried to drape the leg holes to cover herself. "How's that?"

"Still showing," Hannah said. "Spring Break. You gotta get ready for summer, girl."

"Well, I can't shave like you," Taylor said, "It gives me a rash."

"I brought my shaver, I can just buzz the sides for you, okay?" Hannah said. "Where can I plug in?"

Heather helped find an outlet while Hannah spread out a towel for Taylor to sit on. A few minutes of judicious buzzing along the sides of Taylor's bush made it possible to fit everything inside her suit.

With Taylor's pussy exposed, Heather could scent that the older girl was definitely aroused. She hadn't been kidding about what driving did to her. Or maybe it was the vibrations of the shaver Hannah was using on her pussy.

"All done. Fun?" Hannah asked.

"Hah," Taylor said. "Not enough buzz, really. Now if..."

"Later," Hannah said. "Suit up, Bishop."

"Okay coach," Taylor said, pulling up her suit bottoms. "Thanks. And thanks, Heather."

"All right, let's go keep the little ones out of trouble," Hannah said. "Especially Zack."

"Ha!" Taylor said. "Did you watch how Ashley was putting her moves on Brandon in front of the other guys? Especially her."

"Everyone suited up and ready then?" Heather asked.

Taylor and Hannah looked back and forth. "Yeppers," Hannah said.

There's a knock on the door. "Can we use your room?"