Err..but your parents might open the door to the basement, or one of the guys downstairs might come up. I can't have sex with you on the stairs. I've ...ever even kissed a girl bef--," I stopped myself, embarrassed. I had just told the first girl ever to touch me below the waist the most embarrassing detail of my life."No way. Really? There's no way you've never been with a girl before. You're so fucking cute," she said confidently.I turned even redder with embarrassment. I felt paralyzed on the. She walks past me, paying no attention to the hired help that I'm pretendingto be. I like the back view too, admiring the way her heinie twitches in thatshort, clinging black dress. There is no visible panty line and a faintly visiblebra line. Her miniskirt stops just below her butt cheeks, showing off her lovelylegs to perfection I give her a minute. Then I put the mop in the bucket, place mop and bucketneatly back in the closet and step up to the door of the Powder Room. I hang a neatly. The bathroom was one thing I'd insisted on having 'my way' when we remodeled the house, with a shower stall big enough for two. Or three. Or six, for that matter. With a shower head on each of the three walls, one in the ceiling, and a long string of jacuzzi-style jets, water came from many angles and it was nearly like standing outside in a storm. I started undressing first, to take away the tension, and soon enough Evan joined me. Paula shrugged, and began unbuttoning her blouse, but once. ' "Why bother?" asked one green-hairedindividual. "I mean, he'll just go down on us! I've got enoughproblems." There were cries of assent from the angst-ridden audience.Bill was in danger of losing his following. I don't know what inspiredme to leap to his defense, but I did. "Good thing," I shouted. "Elmersaid you all were too scared to fight him. He said you all respected himtoo much to face up to him!"That did it. The students might have been apathetic to a supposedinjustice, but they.