Lizzy

Connie didn’t actually say she was going to clean up Lizzy, rather she just leaned so far away from Reece that her preference was clear for all to see.

Mary for her part moved over to a set of pitcher and bowl that had escaped Connie's attention and began to fill the bowl. Connie quickly stepped over beside her, following the other girls' movements as she soaked a cloth in the lukewarm water.

She didn’t want to turn around, didn’t want to see that leering face again or discover what the girl beneath the sheets looked like after spending a night with Reece and Matron Halliwell but far too soon Mary was turning away and she had **** but to move to the other side of the bed, lest she be drawn into the orbit of Reece. Connie stepped around the bottom of the bed, her eyes focused on the lump in the sheets.

“Your little friend made a right mess ‘uh me.” She heard Reece leer at Mary. “So might need you to give me a bit of the old spit and polish.”

Connie tried to block it out as she reached down and pulled the throw back, her breath catching in her throat as the figure beneath was revealed.

The girl was laying on her stomach, her face lost in a mass of curly blonde hair that trailed halfway down her back. Connie quickly snapped her focus to the girl's arm, not wanting to let her eyes wander any further down her body.

“Miss?” She said as she gently shook the girl, only getting a groan in return.

“You’s gotta be a bit stronger than that!” Reece bellowed at her from across the bed as he ran his hands over Mary as she wiped the cloth over his chest. “She’s a regular succubus! Sucked every last drop out of me and still wanted more.”

Connie tried to ignore him and shook Lizzy again. This time the girl lifted her arm, swatting her away weakly.

“Fuck off Reece,” she mumbled as she shifted on the bed, slowly rolling over onto her back. “Just fuckin’ stick it in ‘n let me sleep.”

As she turned over Connie couldn’t stop her eyes from running down her body. Her chest wasn’t as big as she had expected and in fact, everything about her body seemed...soft. Soft curves leading to wide soft hips and soft chubby legs. Yet it wasn’t any of that that made her stare, it was the matted mess between the girls' legs.

Connie, who up until this morning had blushed at even the thought of seeing a man naked found herself suddenly confronted with the aftermath of what had apparently been a night-long session of debauchery of the worst kind.

She tried not to think about it, even as she saw Mary’s hand drifting towards Reece's stiff member out of the corner of her eye, as she tried to pull the girl upright.

“Time to get up miss!” She said with a brittle cheeriness. “Need to get dressed for the day's work.”

The girl complained and grumbled as she was pulled upright, her hands lifting to rub her eyes.

“‘Oh the fuck ‘re you?” She said as she finally opened her eyes enough to look up at Connie.

“I’m…”