..and I just kind of slide back under the covers. Needless to say , I thought that was it was going to be strange looks and awkward converstaions for ...he rest of college with her...The next week, I heard a knock on the door during one of my class breaks. It was Lauren...not wearing a bra again...but there was a look in her eye. She just gave me the it's okay to kiss me stare. So I did what any faithful roomate in college would do--I kissed her. I then kissed her again. And again. And then I. It tastes strong and salty. I open my mouth and put the head in and start to suck it, he puts his hands on my head and starts pumping his cock into my mouth! It feels so fucking good to have his dick sliding between my lips, rubbing against my tongue, touching my throat. I could taste his precum, at it was as strong and salty as I knew it would be. I had a strange idea, and I pulled off his cock. He obviously had no idea what was going on or where he was, he was so drunk. I guided him into the. "I started to object to that and say that I would never be anyone's slave, but before I could speak I realized that a feeling of intense calm had come over me. It wasn't happiness as in jumping up and down happy. Instead it was a glowing fire of happiness deep within me. It was contentment. Yes, if I could have someone who totally loved me and took care of me, I would do whatever he wanted me to do. I would be his willing slave.I felt warm and safe for the first time in my life. Things. The only way I'll be able to afford this place is if I advertise for a roommate. I ask the landlord if he can hold it until the middle of next week to let me make up my mind, and after giving Val the once over, he agrees. I'm tempted to tell him that it's not a package deal, but at this point, it's far and away the best place I've found.By the time the weekend comes around, we're getting a little nervous that Kendra and Dave still haven't caught on to the whole bann fraud. We joke about the.