Rina stepped back warily as the giant booby monster sashayed past. She'd seen Jack fondling Miranda's tits and kind of wanted to do it herself.
Not because she felt any desire towards Miranda, but because she was just curious about how they felt. She'd calculated how much they weighed, but wanted to feel it for herself.
Annoyingly, she felt a little jealous of the way Jack looked at Miranda and Madison. Until recently, she'd had no interest in physical intimacy, finding even physical contact uncomfortable.
Then she'd met Jack, and for reasons she didn't fully understand, she was comfortable being near him, touching him, being touched by him. Unlike with anyone else, when she sat in his lap, she didn't feel overwhelmed like she did with anyone else.
