I'd been ready for his gloating, but he hadn't said a single word.He'd simply smiled smugly and walked away as if I were totallyinsignificant. He'd be...ten me; he knew it. He no longer thought hehad any reasons to speak to me.But even a single word from him would have been better than thathorrid total silence.But that had all been a week ago. Things were about to change.In the past week, I found exactly what I needed to effect my revenge.With a little help from my newly assigned dorm roommate. You have a very hormonal woman to take care of now,” I replied. “I'm forewarned sis,” Ray said. “Damn straight you are, now give me a kiss,” I replied. Then we kissed once passionately for over a minute. “Now tell me you love me,” I said. “You know this bossy thing was a turn on, now it's a turn off,” Ray replied. “A turn off? Really? Something about me can actually turn you off? That's what you are saying?” I asked. “I guess so sis, I'm surprised too,” Ray replied. “OK, just this once, tell me. I could plainly see his dick. His pants were open and being held up by his left hand. His right hand held his urinating dick. And a fine dick it was too. I unzipped and pulled out my pecker and held it with my left hand. This way he could look at it if he wished. He was a cute guy, maybe 30 - 35 years old. About my height, stocky build, clean-cut. I asked him, "How's it going". "Good", he replied. I didn't have to piss, but I tugged on my foreskin and stroked and played with my dick. When he. Katara?" he says, pointing to an iceberg behind you"I even wash all the clothes! Have you ever smelled your dirty socks? Let me tell you, NOT PLEASANT!" you complain"Katara! Settle down!" he says, trieing to calm you"No, that's it. I'm done helping you. From now on, you're on your own!"By the end your is complaining, the iceberg behind you splits open entirely. It disintegrates and the major pieces fall into the water, pushing your iceberg away. You hold on desperately until the iceberg.