There used to be a launderette opposite the hall of residence in Hove, Holland House we all used. One day on top of a washing machine was a pair of gi...ls white tie panties, I put my washing over them and took them. Could not wait for my washing to finish to get back to my room. I was very thin then and had a slight feminine figure and quickly stripped naked and put the panties on, giving me a massive hardon. Taking a pillow and placing it on the floor I straddled it between my legs and rubbed. Every day at school we had recess for 30 minutes and on the playground was a fort that had ladders, a bridge and a pole that you could slide down or climb up. One day I was climbing up that pole and I felt a really good feeling between my legs. At the top of the pole it went in at a 90 degree angle so I could hold on to that part and keep rubbing up and down. After a minute or so I got a real intense feeling and it went away. I had no idea what it was but the next day I wanted to feel it again. To a merchant banker. It sounds boring and is most of the time, but, it pays well.” We talked a bit more, and got on really well and spent the whole day together. Her name was Dee, she was twenty-four, single and shared a flat with two other girls, but, originally came from Bristol. We arranged to meet again the next day as we’d got on so well together. We went for lunch at a local pub and then to the park to enjoy the fine weather. “I was a dancer, you know, but, broke my leg at a school. My world kept spinning as Olivia kept her lips locked with mine. Her other hand skillfully and swiftly undoing my jeans. Our lips parted and I noticed Olivia face the doorway. “Come in”, she said. Somewhat surprised, I sat up. I knew what was coming. My blood raced such that I could feel myself breathing quickly. The moment Victor walked in, I knew that they had me. The next few minute were precise, practiced even. “Hello Sophia”, he said, still with that undeniable charm. As Olivia moved off.