Shit, he thought, It’s beenabout 40 hours, and I think I’ve jacked off 40 times. He had lost count already by Sundaymorning. None of his work was ...etting done, and the pages in his notebook from the day’slectures were virtually blank.He turned his head a bit and glanced at his roommate. Pete was doing something on hiscomputer and showed no sign of leaving. That meant if he wanted to take care of himself hewould have to go looking for a deserted bathroom somewhere, which was always gross. Walking into the bar that night was like I was not interested in anything else but getting my new found "toy" into bed! He was looking particularly hot that night and it was not long before we started flirting. All week he had joked about getting my top off and as I looked at him across the table I thought to myself that maybe he just might!As the night progressed I felt I should go touch up my make up and improve my chances further! I was pleasantly surprised when I stepped out the bathroom. Thanks.Well, I'll be! I did manage to sleep that night -- at least a little. I woke early in the morning, and she was still there, lying on top of me, her head resting snuggled up next to mine, sleeping soundly. My lungs were sore from straining to breathe under the weight of her body on mine, but the feeling was so good that I wouldn't have changed a thing. She can sleep on top of me any time she wants!I rubbed her back and she leaned up and looked at me."Good morning," I said." Good morning,". He bet it would be adress. He wondered if he could put on a dress. He doubted he couldbut she had her way of getting him to do things he really didn'twant to do. He finally drifted off to sleep. He woke up and saw she was already up. He went to the kitchen andshe was sitting at the table having a cup of coffee. He looked ather face and knew to keep silent. She was in deep thought and hedidn't want to disturb her. She was already dressed and without saying a word to him left togo shopping. He.