“Mark, I only met him once and we only talked for a few minutes.” Well, unless you counted the later conversation where he talked me out of my clo...hes. I couldn’t make myself feel guilty and it was a secret that was going with me to my grave. I’d even dreamed about him a few times, vauge erotic images that seemed to flow without rhyme or reason. I invariably woke up to wet panties.“I don’t care. Stay away. I don’t like his vibe.”“His vibe? The man is half a football field away and you can feel. No, I haven’t,” Fancy said. Lauren was intrigued.At this point, it was later in the night.“Truth or dare?”“Fuck it. Dare,” Lauren said, taking another shot. Fancy started thinking of ways of getting back at her. Their dorm had a window. She saw a few boys outside walking. She instantly had an idea.“Ok… roomie…” Fancy said with a borderline evil look on her face.“I dare you to flash those boys over there.”“Okay,” Lauren said with a shrug.Fancy opened the window, and waited for the perfect. Eventually after sometime she cam to my place and was cooking some food for me there I got chance for the first time to do something. But as being my first time and on top of that me being shy I was not able to make any move. All the while she was cooing I was standing right next to her near the stove and was looking at her. She kept talking to me and was leaning on me time to time even gave me a couple of hugs. She was waiting for me to kiss her but I was so nervous and shy that I couldn’t do. “It’s not just about me”, I continued. “What about the two of you? What are your limits?”The flatmate spoke up in a quiet voice.“If you are ok, I am ready to do anything.”My friend and I exchanged a glance. This was the second or third time she had said that. She was either too embarassed to voice what she wanted to try, or she had something so outlandish in mind that she was trying to ease us into it. Or most likely a mix of the two. I kissed the flatmate’s forehead softly and she sighed.“You.