Not for nothing Serena had a reputation for being a quick improvisor. The next time she treated the Major to an intense massage, she mercilessly used her hair kink against her, a most useful method indeed.

Once more she slowly slipped their little friend in and worked her way around Bernie's back. She'd been quite tense recently and no wonder with the amount of work that had been piling up recently. Her quiet sighs topped the list of Serena's favourite noises. She wondered what would happen if she turned the pace up a notch. Leaning forward, she started softly raking through Bernie's hair. It wasn't long before the moaning got louder. Serena smiled smugly. She did like to be proved right. She pushed her partner further by tugging softly at the roots. Just a slight motion but it was enough for Bernie to gasp and twitch like an electric wire. Serena kept playing with her, resuming the strokes, coming back to the tug when Bernie least expected it. She'd never done it before and the effect it made on Bernie pleased her greatly.

Bernie loved this fierce shock of tingle running through her hair to her scalp and shuddering down her spine. How clever of Serena to have picked up on it while she was persuading Bernie to enjoy the use of the toy. And how wonderful it felt for Serena to snuggle round her to keep kissing her neck and shoulders with one hand combing her hair. She shivered repeatedly with the proof of her arousal announcing itself in ways she couldn't have imagined. This was heaven. This was better than sex. She knew she'd picked the right team, someone who knew her body better than any man. For the first time, she was confident in knowing that she was well and truly content.