"Yes. For all we know, your..." Stopping, she licked suddenly dry lips as sweat beaded on her brow. "...it could be your little toe."
Trying very hard not to look in Rogue's direction, Jean shouldn't watch what she felt happening. She was feeling the younger girl up, purely accidentally, but she didn't stop it because they needed this data. She would earn an A...for both of them.
"Yes," Jean answered just as breathlessly.
Her body felt feverish, he nipples hard and her...well, she was aroused. Gripping the computer's mouse so hard, she was afraid it would break. But the data...it was very interesting...if only she could really focus on it.