"Oh god!" Callista moaned. Madri was surprised by the weight and density of Callitsa's breast. She'd felt her breasts before, but the alien feeling of touching a breast and getting only sensation from her hand was wonderful and strange. She squeezed the breast tightly, letting her finger sink into her babysitter's breast. Callista arched her back, pushing her breast harder into Madri's hand. Madri moved her hand up along Callista's breast, rubbing it gently. She could feel Callista's nipple against her palm, hard and taut. She rubbed her palm over it, and felt Callista's body shake.

Apparently, that was what Callista needed to act. She slipped her hands between Madri's...