Tell me what you'd like me to do."He was quite surprised by that. He quickly thought about what he might want from her, then said, "Okay. We'll see ho... serious you are. If you want me to fuck you - and I know that's the only thing you care about when it comes to me - I need you to do three things for starters. One, you have to be friendly to me in public in school."She considered that. She looked and felt quite conflicted about the idea, but she finally said, "I'd like to. I really would. The. Our parents had only covered the deposit, last month rent and the first two months rent. That was to allow us time to find part-time jobs.Once we were moved into our new apartment, we did indeed fuck every day, sometimes more than once.Everything went great during our freshman year, just like Sam had planned. But halfway through our second year at the university, things changed, and I do mean drastically.One Friday evening, when I got home from my job as a busboy at Chili’s, Sam was already. We hung out the rest of the day, and it’s kind of funny, but every time I looked at her, I imagined/fantasized what those bra and panties looked like on her. That night even after I got home I had to jerk off to one of my lingerie models with all of those same naughty thoughts running through my head. At that time in my life, I discovered a new thing in my life to jerk off with…panties! Of course, I had to satisfy this need it would mean that I would have to secure some from somewhere. Hmmmm,. She trusted her mother not to interfere in her own life too much, so that any questions that were asked Diane knew were well-intentioned. So she was perfectly willing to defer this matter to Janet.The only odd thing was that Diane did indeed remember her mother voicing these concerns before, but for whatever reason, they were not acted upon. Janet got distracted by something with Ralph, and after that was over, she seemed to drop the matter. Diane had assumed that her mother had decided it was.