I smiled at her, She relaxed. I sat down beside her and put my hand on her thigh.« Was that a good wank ? » I asked her, smiling, stroking her thigh... moving my hand slowly up towards her dripping cunt.« Oh god yes » she sighed.« Do you often wank in public ? » I asked her.« Yes » she replied, « I love the danger of being caught like now and the feeling of the sun on my pussy. And you, do you often walk around naked ? »« Yes » I replied, « Like you I love to be seen and the warmth of the sun on. She turned as much as she could to look at me, smiled, winked and cheered: “FUCK DANCE!” And with that she started bouncing on my cock to the rhythm of the music. I stared down in disbelief admiring her gorgeous arse and arsehole and it puckered and clenched rhythmically. Then I noticed she was looking at me through the mirror again. Somehow she had managed to ensure she was side on to the huge wall-to-wall, floor-top-ceiling mirror. When my eyes met hers she smiled sweetly at me. I smiled back. ” I felt it important to emphasize the ‘wouldn’t like it’ part.“I knew you would, baby,” - she patted my butt lightly - “you are very well behaved.”“Anyway,” she continued, “you eating my pussy as instructed doesn’t make you a lesbian, and Aaron getting pegged doesn’t make him gay. This is all about pleasure. And submission, of course.”“Aaron, get down on all fours,” Heather commanded. I heard her walk away and heard the zipper on the duffle open, rustling, then close.“Get the bottle of baby. He did, and I felt very weird about being there. He told me to stay whereI was (as if I could have moved) and then left the room. He returnedabout one minute later, this time with the other ten frat guys. Theyformed a semi circle around me.He then told me that he noticed changes in the way I looked and walked,and even my voice had changed. He said he knew the reason for this. Thisis the moment that my nightmare from hell began.He told me all about the virus, and how the frat was formed and how.