" I thanked her, wantingto get off the phone as soon as possible, and hung up, just staring atthe bottle for a long while. When I was finally convince... that thepills weren't going to jump out of the bottle and yell, "Gotcha!" I setit down and got dressed.My Sunday was a non-event. With no classes to worry about untiltomorrow, and homework already done, I had a free day, which I tookcomplete advantage of, playing pool and basketball at the studentrecreation center. The events of last night, or. You don’t open the door, you do something far more cruel…you hang your towel over the doorknob…my view is blocked. I almost scream again in frustration…. But I hear your footsteps. You head back to the shower, and turn in on. The sound the water makes gives me the chance I need. I move the doorknob, so your towel falls onto the floor. I can only hope you won’t think something of it. I wonder why you left the shower curtain open. I can see you now. To bad you are facing the wall, not me. But my. As he left the table, Jason switched off the vibe once more. “Not yet?” I whimpered. “Not yet, My Impatient Little Slut,” Jason replied. With the vibe off, I turned my full attention back to Jason’s stiff cock. I could see the precum flowing freely, as I squeezed up and down the length of his throbbing cock. I sped up a bit as Jason tried to go through the motions of eating. “Here you go,” the waiter said, as he poured more wine into our glasses. As soon as the wine bottle touched my glass, I. I was fully naked and the new feel of it was turning me on even more. I touched my breasts, slightly pinching my nipples. My body was responding to every touch with double enthusiasm. Just by touching my breasts in a couple of moments, my eyes no longer could see properly and probably from aside I even looked d**gged. My eyes kept opening and closing, my gaze shifting without really concentrating on anything specific…I couldn’t even understand what I was seeing. I lowered one of my hands down.