Amy's face was glistening of her wetness in the dim light from some source over to the side somewhere. Her eyes had a glimmer of uncertainty that she hadn't seen before. The next moment her tongue darted back in where it should be, but the eyes kept looking up at her with that same unfamiliar expression. At first Livia didn't understand, but then it struck her. Amy must have thought that her praise of Lorna's two girls in some way had hinted that she herself didn't do as good a job at pleasuring as them. Could it be possible that she had ever given her a reason to think in such a way? But that had to be it, and if so it was something that could easily be fixed. It was just that she had to say it so the others could not hear her. But the three of them seemed more than occupied with their ow
