He took his small bundle of clothes and locked himself in the bathroom. In the shower he methodically cleaned his body. It was still so alien to him. ...e still jumped every time he saw a young woman in the mirror.He touched his breasts, lifting and holding them. It felt so strange to have such weights on his chest. He felt his nipples start to tingle. They were a hundred times as sensitive as his old male nipples and seemed to have a life of their own. He remembered how they had sprung erect. There were about ten extra people there this evening as they were shadowing their counterparts, ready to take over from those students who were leaving the university in less than a week’s time. The first hour was a review of the year’s achievements as well as commitments for the following year, along with assignments for the incoming students to the positions to which they had been elected. The second and third hour were devoted to planning, tactics, advertising and general groundwork that. I’ll be your seductive college student or worldly professor for an hour or two, though. No slurs (especially the woman-hating kind; triply especially the black woman-hating kind). You will treat me with respect at all times. However, I make some hilarious exceptions. Some of the blasts from the past make me smile. Wench, dolly, harlot, minx, floozy, hussy, and trollop all sound like spicy desserts. However, the minute you call me a fucking bitch, goddamn cunt, or stank ass ho, you’re out. Well that decision was apparently taken from me. Wow, what are we doing here, I'm kissing her, she's writhing with lust and a guy I don't know... always this merry-go-round of thoughts until she stands up, pulls up her tube top and pulls down her skirt. She stands almost naked in front of us. Still today, when I see her naked, my breath stops. It was the same after two months, but now she was not only naked for me, but for him as well... whatever! From her came only a breathed I need your cock.