Ursula had a smile on her face and looked a little flushed. She put her finger to her lips to indicate that Miriam should be silent and then she took Miriamâs hand and placed it right between Miriamâs legs. There was very little hair there and it looked as white as chalk. Ursula kept her hand on Miriamâs and she began moving Miriamâs hand in small, circular rubbing motions.
She did this for quite a while, but Miriam didnât seem to have any response. Ursula was getting impatient with her. Finally Ursula took her hand off and put it on herself. Miriam just lay there watching Ursula work herself up. I thought the expression on Miriamâs face was very funny, but I held in any laughter. Then Ursula had Miriam turn over on her stomach, her hands under her and between her legs. Ursula moved Miriam up and down on her own hands by pushing slowly and firmly on her naked ass.They did this for quite a while too. Ursula looked like she was getting angrier and angrier. Finally, I could take it no longer myself.
I opened the door further and slipped into the bedroom. I was halfway up to the bed, crawling, when Ursula saw me. I put my hand up to indicate that she shouldnât say anything and she didnât. I knew she would cooperate. She just sat there looking down at me while Miriam continued working on herself. When I got to the bed, I took Ursulaâs hand off of Miriamâs ass and did it myself. I helped her along the way Ursula had been doing. At least two minutes must have gone by before Ursula couldnât hold in her laughter any longer. When she did laugh, Miriam turned and sat up.
The moment she saw me, she screamed and covered her nipples with her hands. I fell back on the floor and rolled around, laughing hysterically, while Miriam rushed around the room gathering her clothes. She was sobbing at this point, so I got up and went back into my own room. A little while later, I heard Miriam and Ursula leave and go downstairs. And then, not long after that, Miriamâs father came back up the hill and picked her up. My mother didnât know what had happened and she didnât care. She was grateful that Miriam was leaving, I guess. After she was gone, Ursula came up to my room.
âYouâre a bastard,â she said. âYou did that just because I had a friend over and you didnât.â
âYou played along.â
âI didnât know what else to do,â she said walking to the window. There was a moment of silence between us. Ursula couldnât stay angry at me long.âLeon, why do you suppose the Need isnât so great in Miriam?â
âI donât know. Ask the doctor. Heâll be glad to tell you all about it.â
âHeâll start asking me all kinds of questions if I do.â
âSo ask Pin,â I said. She turned around fast and stared at me for a moment.
âDo you still ask Pin a lot of things, Leon?â
âWhy?â
âI just wondered. I heard the doctor and mother talking about you and Pin. They donât like the way you talk about him all the time.â
âThatâs tough.â
âThey blamed each other.â
âFor what?â
âFor letting it go on, between Pin and us. I donât think weâll be able to talk about Pin in front of them anymore, Leon.â
âYouâre probably right.â
âWeâll keep him to ourselves, huh?â There was some new excitement in her eyes. She walked over and sat on my bed. âI mean, we wonât ever mention his name in front of them anymore, OK?â
âI suppose so.â
âI think Pin is a very lonely person,â she said. Her tone of voice indicated she wanted to play one of those create-your-own-world games. I wasnât in the mood, and besides, Pin wasnât a toy. âI think he wishes he could live here with us. What do you think?â
âYes,â I said. âI think he