TELL Olivia and Margarita you'd like to see them masturbate. On a 7-9, you have to turn them on.

The three of you sit on stools at the counter at Mary Forbes' café -- well, not hers, exactly, but she's worked as a waitress there for a long time, along with her good friend Mandy in the kitchen.

You nurse your coffee and look at your cherry pie. You give it a rueful smile. You've already had three slices of pie today -- Brenda's business visitors Margaret and Frieda, and Tom Box's prodigal daughter Betty. But you're hungry for more, and resentful of Tom's untimely return, leering looks and comments. And irked at the unfairness that left Olivia and Margarita, through sheer bad luck, near to losing their positions in the nurse trainee program.

Of course, a year ago, you would have sent them packing if you'd been the one who caught them. You've lived in a different world since Mary Forbes brought upon you the shattering revelation that you desire women as much, no, even more than men, and you work in the midst of your objects of desire. Julie, you think.

Olivia sits at the next stool, close enough that you can feel the warmth of her skin. You remember Olivia's long dark limbs, naked in the shower with you and Margarita, before Brenda interrupted you. And today, all of you nude in lounge chairs by the pool.

It's a quiet afternoon at the café. Margarita spoons up her chili. Olivia eats her chef's salad. You toy with your pie and coffee. The two of them drink from tall, dewy glasses of cold sweet tea. Eventually Olivia excuses herself. "Gotta pee," she says. Margarita goes with her.

They come back giggling, bright-eyed, with a bit of a blush on Margarita's face.

"What's going on?" you ask.

Olivia looks from side to side, then leans close to you. "The waitress was in the second stall, jilling off," she says. Margarita nods in affirmation.

"What did you do?" you ask.

"We just did our business," Olivia says.

"As quietly as we could," Margarita adds.

"And she just kept at it," Olivia says. "She was still going when we left."

You smile. "Did it get the two of you going?"

Margarita says, "I thought about it." Olivia turns to meet her eyes and they giggle.

"Good thing you're off work today," you say. "You can do more than think about it. You can take care of yourself anytime."

"No-ooh!" Margarita protests.

"It would be good for you," you say. "Both of you. You didn't really get a chance back at Brenda's."

With more giggling and sidelong glances, and a little more gossip about the nurse training program, you manage to talk Olivia and Margarita into jilling off for you.

You pay your check to the busty young blonde waitress wearing the Hello my name is TAYLOR badge on her apron and a dreamy, blushy post-masturbation glow on her face.

"Where should we go?" Olivia asks.

"Back seat of my car," you say.

More giggles. They're going to go for it.

Roll +COOL (0) when Olivia and Margarita masturbate. On a 7-9, they get hot and wet, on a 10+, they cum.