--If not for the reassuring look Chelsea was giving Jenny she would've started crying when Jonathan's arm wrapped around her stomach and pulled her tighter against his chest. Jenny managed to calm some when Jonathan relaxed his hold on her some. Jenny still understood that Jonathan's hand resting on her was his way saying she wasn't to move. Jenny started trimming slightly when she felt Jonathan's other hand began to run along her side before coming to rest on her hip. Yet when Jenny glanced at Chelsea she saw her naked friend was in an identical position save Chelsea was completely relaxed as she sat back against Robert's chest.--Letting out a sigh Jenny seamed to just let go of the tension gripping her and finally started to relax against Jonathan. Mostly it was the thought that if Jenny wasn't naked she would welcome sitting like this with Jonathan. So Jenny just tried to ignore this fact and began to enjoy the simple intimacy she was experiencing. Now she had drastically calmed. He started reacting and blushed knowing she would definitely notice. And she did. Her eyes widened, her mouth dropped open and she looked directly at him in mock shock and horror. She wiggled her toes, feeling between his thighs, her toes were very flexible, she could pick up cigarettes or pencils and all sorts of things with them, but this time she felt the reason for his embarrassment and she carefully caught it between both feet feeling its length and hardness. All the while staring at him, eyes wide and her mouth open in exaggerated horror. He put his head in his hands in mock embarrassment.“Ernst?” she whispered with a hint of a smile on her face. “Ernst??” she repeated in a low whisper. He raised his eyes to the ceiling, pursed his lips and exhaled softly. “Er, yeah…what was the question again?” he asked. She wriggled her toes again, “Ernst, you’re not paying attention to what I’m saying. I thought you didn’t like me because you never made any passes. Ernst, why are you.
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