"My house, my juice, my rules, mom."Will looked at Kate with a smirk. We could have had our holiday up in Maine, mom, that smirk said, and Kate's bare...y concealed exasperation was evidence that his message got across clear enough."Fine. Infect everyone with your germs, then." She snatched a pair of oven mitts from the hooks above the oven and bent down to administer last rites to the destroyed bird."Hang on, mom." Will took the oven mitts out of her hands and pulled them on before grabbing the. In all humility,- LOL-I was a cute date for him and noone knew the difference until a loudmouth true little dick of a guy outedme that led to other issues on campus.My second year found me off campus. I was with a fun group that rented ahouse in Williston, a short ride to campus. I had gotten fed up with thenoise.....beer puking and derision of living in the dorm. It becamepredictable and boring. My roommates vetted me more than I getting vettingthem on my TS issues. Three woman and 1 male. As she lay there she closed her eyes and went to her favorite place. The candles behind her glittered in the mirror, she looked soft and sexy, naked, tied to the wooden chair. There were tears on her face, her breasts were rising and falling with her shallow gasping breaths. He was standing behind her, his whip in one hand and his cock in the other. He was stroking his long hard dick and running the whip across her thighs, gently, and then lifting it and bringing it down in stinging blows. Are you thinking of putting words to Pomp and Circumstance?"I laughed at the suggestion, and tried to merge the words "Hooked on a Feeling" to the processional to Pomp. The two of us laughed at that. "Actually, I have somebody with a wonderful voice, but it has never been trained." How old? Fourteen?" Not Merry, and she's fifteen," I smiled. "Eighteen." Kristen?"I nodded. Roy and I seemed to communicate a lot with few words.Roy thought a few moments. "Eighteen is old." Not impossible, though,".