Growing up in Minnesota she hardly ever wore anything too revealing as she would always have warm clothes on. In doing so she wasn’t use to showing ...uch skin and she thinks that’s why she was always very reserved when it came to her body. When she went to live in California she saw that as an opportunity to finally be more confident in her appearance and she ended up doing much better than she expected. She would at times wear tank tops with ripped jeans or jean shorts when going to class.. “I was never punished for losing the sheep. You should take care of that. Then you can reward me for finding them again.”I sat down on the edge of the bed.“I think shepherd girls who lose their sheep should be spanked,” I said. “Come over here and lie down across my lap.”She hesitated for a minute, again. I began to wonder if I’d gone too far. But then she moved over to where I was sitting, and draped herself across my lap. Her skirt rode up just a bit, and I think she expected me to lift it. Besides these eggs taste rather delicious. I should just swallow them all and get it over with... but I do want to feel want to feel everything of my final transcendence into immortality. I'll save one for the last step.", he said picking up another two. Cracking them separately he gulped both, one after the other, and threw the shells aside."I wonder what shall happen now? Perhaps my youthful good looks? The renewed vigor of when I was young? Perhaps..." he said looking down at is crotch.. She reached into the fridge, took out a carton of orange juice and started to pour two tall glasses. Dominic was her other housemate. He was a second year fitness management student and truth be told, a great looking guy. A bit of a ladies' man from what she’d gathered; the last girl he’d brought back for sex had sounded like she’d been moaning the theme from ‘Titanic’ whilst he’d been fucking her. The walls were paper thin and at times it drove her insane. Dom was a very friendly and engaging.