One would sit on my face, the other would climb onto my cock. Some of them even began kissing and fondling each other while I was servicing them. I�...�m sure a lot of activities continued on back in the dormitory later on that night. And when they were all done, the Skipper visited me.She slipped in and was naked in my arms before I heard her. She was just suddenly there and, at first I thought it was a dream. But dreams don’t feel that good, and this felt tremendous. We kissed and I tasted. She pushed me down onto the bench and said she had wanted me since she had first seen me in my interview (about 3 months ago!!!) And that she couldn’t wait anymore! Damn! I finally realized her meaning. Well, she was hot and I thought to myself: Why not? I felt the same way, so I lead her down on the bench and moved over her. I reached down and unzipped my trousers; she slid her saree up her beautiful thighs, revealing her neatly shaved crotch! I was amazed to find no underwear and was turned. Besides, no other guy around here is going to ask me. I’ve turned ‘em down so often they all think I’m a lesbian. And maybe I am. I mean, the only person I’ve ever made love with is you. But I just want to go to the prom, not make love with Jason. I don’t think I could, even if he wanted to.”The request set off a swirl of contradictory emotions. While she’d once hoped Sissy and Jason might become an item, that was years ago. Now, she wanted to keep Jason for herself. He was a great lover and if. We came simultaneously and promptly to the classroom, which was a bit unusual for her, she would in fact be one of those who almost always got a little "too late".We walked into the class room and closed the door and she sat on the bench and picked up their maths books and we began to discuss what she needed help with. I squatted next to her bench in part because I like to sit that way and purely educational it is not as daunting for someone to look straight ahead as opposed to looking up to.