See ya then."Michelle is 22, and, like me, taking classes at the local community college. We met during a class we shared. She is about 5'4" tall, wit... long black hair and bright green eyes. She's a big girl, but she carries it well. She is easy to talk to, and has a great sense of humor.Michelle showed up about 45 minutes later, carrying a backpack and a small cooler."I brought a couple of movies to pick from, and popcorn and soda. Let me go pop the corn, the soda's in the cooler."She went. Don't keep me waiting too long..."In her room, she turned for him to unzip her, and shrugged the dress off to pool at her feet. Still in lacy bra and panties ('itchy and not very comfortable – silk or satin next time – she was later to comment) she began to undress Mike. As she was doing so, he couldn't resist caressing her smooth shoulders and reaching round to unclasp her bra; she smiled brilliantly, brightening even more as he cupped her breasts; she reached to push down his boxers then her. This wouldenable me to privately remind him of the girl she was without arousingsuspicion from those in the vicinity.As I grew increasingly bold with actualizing my own fantasies, Joannafollowed suit in every instance. From our initial role-reversals, I hadupgraded my accessories and was now well supplied with any sort of toythat I desired. Beads and strap-ons had become more common, each timebeing brought out after sessions of foreplay. What if, though, I took aslightly more.... um.... Silently I struck a match and lit his cigarette and observed his drawback before returning to my mission of staring directly ahead. The same gravely voice told me I looked down on my luck. I held my ground, not flinching and staring ahead. He told me again. Right as I was trying my hardest to ignore this man, something snapped, and slowly turned to him and told my sordid story, much like I'm telling you now. He carefully nodded at the right spots and listened intently. I wasn't in control of.