I focused on a sink to my right and three urinals beside it. He had pulled me into the men’s restroom. There was a door across the room and he conti...ued towards it with me in tow. When we entered this room the lights came on and I realized that this was the locker room. There were three showers lined up on a wall and a small bench and locker area. One of the showers was larger than the other two because it had a seat on the wall inside of it. Michael reached in and turned the water on before. ”“OK,” Ingrid replies, smiling.There’s a lot more going on, but in other words, it’s a normal Friday at CCL… except for the weather.And except for the fact that one of the women in the CCL house is a killer. Pretty soon she’ll don her costume, pick up her knife, and the screams of pleasure that normally provide the soundtrack in this house will be replaced by screams of terror. Horniness will be replaced by bloodiness.SAPPHIC SORORITY SLASHERThe rules are simple. There are 10 freshman pledges. Garry mainly played bass guitar in Andrew’s absence, afterwards he told me that he had always mistakenly ‘looked down’ on bass, as not as challenging as playing rhythm or lead.“It’s not easy, keeping good time, playing the bass rhythm,” he said. “It’s a good challenge for me, I’ll get the hang of it, I’m sure.”To me, the highlight of the gig was our second set, just Garry and I sitting on chairs playing our acoustic guitars, and singing together. It took me back to how when we were at High. But Tara pushed her thigh into him, and the sensation made his cock jerk. Tara felt it too and she wanted to grind her thigh into his throbbing cock. The moment was over and coming to her senses, she released him from the embrace. It was 5:15 and she said had just enough time to get ready for her double up at 5:30. God she needed to get fucked, and get fucked hard she thought turning away from Tim she was off up to her bedroom for her pre flight checks as she called them.This was also Tim’s.