As his hand gathered more and more of the bed linen, it began to stretch taut as I held the other end across my chest. Finally it got to the point wh...re he would have to yank it quite roughly to disengage it from my death grip. He tugged on it once gently, making my hands bob downwards on my boobs. He smiled at me then, ‘Erika!’ he whispered softly. That one word was enough to make my knees shake and my hands tremble. I knew what he wanted, God I wanted it too, but I was still vainly trying to. As she put the studs in I wondered what I looked like. Ididn?t have to wait long because the stylist soon came along and turnedmy chair round so I could see my reflection as she finished working onthe hair. I was astounded. My relatively long but shaggy hair had beentrimmed and highlighted and was now being styled to look a little likethe famous ?Rachel?. Definitely no question of it being feminine, butdespite the ear studs, I could still tell the face was masculine.Perhaps that was just me.. That was the key I needed , I quickly pulled my trousers down and off and bent over showing my perv , my bum , which was quite nice in those days, "wonderful" he said , I pulled the the panties on and my cock tented them out obscenely , the feeling was as electric as the colour of the panties , I felt like a total wanton slut.My watcher tried again to coax me over , but I was still nervous , so I just danced about waving my cock , flashing him and getting more and more slutty and worked up ,. I will be making twelve hundred dollars plus bonuses,” Julia told Rosie when they were in their dorm room. ““Hold on, back up just a minute Julia,” Rosie said “Twelve hundred dollars! That equals three…..oh my goodness…three men!”“Wow. College is teachin you something,” teased Julia as she kissed her. “Mr. Chamberlain apparently has these parties on Friday night with two of his friends and he invited me.“I am jealous,” Rosie said poutingJulia left at 5:15 for the house, Rosie was still pouting.