Have each girl take a turn receiving pleasure from all the others.

"Kelly," you ask Jennifer's petite blonde friend, who came in naïve, but is keenly gaining experience. "If I understand it, some of the women in Labor and Delivery all got together to massage you and then give you pleasure with their hands and lips?"

Kelly blushes. "Yes," she says. "It was...it was, wow, you know? Kind of overwhelming?"

Jennifer laughs. "The next day you were asking if we could set up another go."

You look over the other nurse trainees. Anna looks avid and intent. Dot is grinning. Olivia and Margarita are sitting together, holding hands and squeezing them together every once in a while.

"That sounds like a lovely idea," you say. "As long as we're here at Brenda's, we're more than welcome to take pleasure with each other. I like Kelly's idea. Each of you can take turns receiving pleasure from the rest."

You catch a few doubtful glances, but as Kelly and Jennifer alternate in telling their story in more detail, you hear laughs, and the doubtful glances turn to smiles and nods.

"Let's use this lounger," you say, pointing to a patio-style chaise longue on Brenda's pool deck. "Olivia and Margarita, will you go get towels from the pool house? Maybe two for each of you, twelve or so. Jennifer, Kelly? Would you bring those square cushions from that couch?" You point to a couch frame with its lacy white metal seat and back covered with weatherproof cushions. The cushions go three and three on each side of the lounger, the towels cover over the cushions and the lounger, with several extra for blotting and drying off later.

You send Anna and Dot into the house to fetch water from the kitchen. This will be thirsty work. While they're on their way, you open up the gym bag you had packed with the chance that you and the trainees from Brenda's program would get some playtime after you talked about their experiences, progress, and plans.

Well, chance favors the prepared...part-time lesbian? You suppose that's what you are now. You and Vincent actually have a better sex life since Mary Forbes opened your eyes to women, their softness and strength, their beauty and pleasure, and all their delicious tastes. Even that one.

Inside your bag you have bottles of massage oil and slippery lubricant, tubes of gel lube, and packets of moist wipes. Toys. More toys. And condoms to wrap up their working ends for easy clean-up.

When the trainees finish putting together the pleasure bed and the pleasurers' cushions, you tell them, "This would be a good time to use the toilet and any clean-up you need. Water if you're thirsty. I've got gum and mints here. Since not all of you had onions for lunch."

Olivia, Margarita, and Dot laugh at that. Anna is her usual cool presence. Jennifer smiles. Kelly just blinks at you.

You set an example with a deep drink of water, a stick of mint gum, and an announcement that you're going off to pee and have a quick shower. "Two toilets, two double shower stalls," you remind them.

Once you've all hydrated, toileted, washed, minted and gummed and reassembled, nude, damp and shining in the afternoon sun, you put out the moist wipes, massage oil and lube in easy reach and show off the toys available.

"Ooooh," Dot says. "I didn't know that one was even a real thing."

Anna shakes her head. "Dot, you forgot. I have one of those. For a redhead, sometimes you're a real blonde."

"Oh, right," Dot says. "You're platinum blonde, and you never act it."

Anna shrugs.

"So with any of the toys," you tell them, "Let the person in the center ask. Otherwise, be gentle, hands and lips."

"And breath..." Margarita says.

"Oh baby," Olivia says. "You drive me crazy when you blow over my skin. You have to show these girls how it's done.

More laughter.

"When it's my turn," Anna says. "I want someone to lick my ass."

She looks straight at you. The last time she asked about it, you and Anna had been together at a coffee shop. You don't think anyone heard. At least no one said anything.

"What a screamer you were, Anna," Olivia says. "They almost called the cops on us."

You and Jennifer both offer.

Anna smiles. "Thank you," she says. "I should go last, then."

You remind them all that you're here for fun and pleasure, and it's okay to stop at any time, to step back and watch, or to go do something else. You rehearse a few safety words -- and actions, in case someone's mouth is covered somehow.

"Kelly, would you go first?" you ask. "You've been in the center before and you can show us how to ask for what we want."

"Umm," Kelly says. She twists the tip of her blonde ponytail in her fingers.

"Do it, Kelly," Jennifer says. Kelly's tall, dark-haired friend brushes her long hair back and puts a hand on her hip.

"I'll be second, you go first," Kelly says, putting one hand over her heart, the other one open toward Jennifer.

You have 0 XP.

You have +1 Hard, +1 Hot, +0 Cool, -1 Control, Lesbian, Truth, Group Sex, Mistress, Touch Yourself, and Submissive (Julie Paul).

You may take +1 Forward vs. Jeannie Goodchild in Labor and Delivery (TRUTH from Jennifer and Kelly)

Who ends up going first? Roll +COOL(+1 total) for her and for the five other girls, using MISTRESS.