She wants to think about it.

For the next ten minutes or so Winlay lay on the bed with Mika’s arms wrapped comfortably around her back holding and gradually the feeling of being trapped in a personal nightmare decreased to a manageable level.

“I feel so stupid, Mika.” Winlay’s soft words broke the silence.

“I don’t think you are being stupid at all.” Retorted Mika, “If I had seen Sister Prudence behave the way you described, and I heard Sister Margaret’s warning I might have been the one who lost it.” As Mika spoke her fingers brushed Winlay’s hair back behind her ear and used her thumb to wipe away a tear that clung to Winlay’s flushed cheek.

“The one thing I did see was the way Beldan looked at you.” Mika continued as the two lay side by side on the bed “The man is creepy, and I think taking a few simple precautions makes perfect sense. If I were as pretty as you, I certainly would.”

“You are as pretty as me.” Laughed Winlay “Prettier, I think. Don’t all the boys want blonde haired blue eyed mischievous young women who never get caught?” Mika smiled back shyly.

“Sure some boys like that, but Winlay, you have a beauty that makes everyone take notice.” Mika finished brushing the last of Winlay’s tears away. “There, now you’re as beautiful as ever.”

Winlay felt a little odd being this close to Mika, but at the same time she didn’t want to give up the comfort of Mika’s arms.

“Would you hold me a little longer, just until I fall asleep?” She asked her friend and when Mika assured her that she would be there for her Winlay rolled over and tried to sleep. Mika's back and thighs spooned her with a firm warmth that she hadn’t felt since she left the bed that she had shared with her younger sister for the past twelve years of her life.

In spite of the comfort of Mika’s arms around her and the gentle warmth of her breath on the back of her neck Winlay could not settle down. Her mind raced with all the information of the busy day, after nearly half an hour of lying wide away she felt Mika stir behind her.

“These must be the least comfortable clothes to sleep in that have ever been invented.” Mika said “I don’t know about you, but I’ll never be able to settle down with this cord wrapped around my waist and the folds of cloth all over the place.” The robes were uncomfortable and after only a moment of hesitation Winlay pulled her robes off too. The two friends slid under the thin summertime blanket and this time when Mika slid up against her Winlay could feel her bare belly pressed to her back and her smooth legs intertwined with her own.

“That’s much better." Murmured Mika as she draped her arm around Winlay’s waist and rested her cheek against Winlay’s shoulder. Winlay had often slept just like this with her sister, but with Mika curled against her she found it more difficult than ever to sleep. She could feel Mika’s firm breasts pressed into her back through the thin fabric that covered them. The fabric was so sheer that to Winlay it felt like Mika’s nipples were scraping along her spine every time she shifted. Thinking about Mika’s breasts reminded Winlay of Prudence’s exposed tits as she wrestled in the library with the heavyset nun and Sister Margaret. Winlay wondered what it would have felt like to cup her breasts as Prudence had urged her to.

Trying to move inconspicuously Winlay lifted her hand to her own round breast and cupped it feeling her nipple harden against her palm. Squeezing herself as quietly as possible Winlay felt a delightful tingle grow from her hard tip and spread warmth up and down her core.

With a start Winlay realized that her hand was not the only one fondling her breasts, Mika’s fingers were caressing her other breast as skillfully as Winlay’s own fingers. Before she could protest she felt Mika’s lips brush her ear and heard her whisper gentle encouragement.

“It’s OK Winlay, it’s just what you need.” Those words, combined with the exquisite feeling emanating from her breasts were enough to silence Winlay. Soon Mika had worked her hands under Winlay’s top, and was gently pinching her hard nipples causing Winlay to moan with pleasure. It felt so good that she allowed herself to be rolled onto her back exposing her tit to Mika’s insistent lips. Winlay clentched at the bedding letting the sensations from Mika's mouth and fingers' maniplulation of her breasts sweep over her. The feeling of a mouth suckling on her nipple was different from anything Winlay had ever experienced and she was unprepared for her body's response to the pleasure. An unmistakable wetness warmed her sex and her thighs opened and closed trying to relieve the growing itch between her legs.

“No, we mustn't!” She pleaded half-heartedly when she felt Mika’s hand slide along her belly and slip under her panties to find her dripping slit, Mika ignored her protests and soon her fingers found the spot they were searching for. Winlay had pleasured herself often enough since she hit puberty, but there was something about having someone else stroke and tease her that added to the unstoppable wave of pleasure that was building inside her.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met Winlay.” Winlay knew that Mika’s words were meant to add to her experience; but for now she just wanted to find release without thinking too much about who it was that was driving her wild. Grabbing a handful of her golden curls, Winlay pressed Mika’s mouth back to her aching tits, and the added feeling of her nipple being scrapped by her teeth sent Winlay over the edge. Aware of the other initiate's rooms that surrounded theirs, Winlay controlled the impulse to scream out loud, but there was no mistaking the strangled moan nor the flood of moisture that bathed Mika’s fingers.

“Oh Xelta, that was unbelievably good.” Winlay’s breathy voice broke the silence as her breathing returned to normal. But as she recovered from the mind bending explosion, Winlay's confusion started to grow.

“Mika?” She asked quietly. Mika must have guessed at the thoughts that whirled through her mind, because she answered simply:

“Not now Winlay, tomorrow is a big day for both of us.” Then she added with the teasing tone that Winlay knew and loved so much. “Do you think you’ll be able to sleep now?”

“I’ll do my best.” She replied lightly wondering just exactly what had just happened.