Ooh ... don't touch that!"He squeezed her buttocks at that point, as if making a statement. "Why, you've known me your entire life, Pat."And in that p...rticular moment, I became her and she became me as our cries echo from deep within our souls.I woke up screaming bloody murder this morning. Talk about nightmares. I thought this qualified as the worst nightmare I've ever had. It was bad enough that he was in my dream, to have sex with him, even in a dream was the most terrible thing. I didn't. Her feet were very soft and milky white. With a gentle touch I started with her FOOT MASSAGE :NAMITA : Pls…. do not do that it will be OkME : No problem. you will feel good in next 5 min.NAMITA : To how many girls you have given foot massage ? ( Ask with a naughty smile )ME : You are the second one. ( tell her sarcastically)She was looking at me but I was busy in her massage and then with 5 sec. of silence again she ask meNAMITA : ohh so you have a Girlfriend ? ( ask curiously )I look at her. ***By late afternoon, Lessa had made several friends. The five of them wereplaying a game of follow-the-leader crossing and re-crossing the shallow endof the pool on the backs of a row of heavy-duty plastic tortoises. It wasLessa's turn to lead, and she was crossing using steps she remembered fromthe Monty Python "Silly Walks" sketch. The other girls were laughing sohard at how she was walking that they were having trouble memorizing thesteps for when it would be their turns."Lessa!" Her. “Not all of your fault. Only some of it.”This caused Yellow to stop her brooding to glare at the girl. “How sympathetic of you.”“Well it stopped you from brooding didn’t it?”“Who are you?”“Pledge 4.”“It’s good to know others have lost their names as well.”“Yep, I got used to It. I think it’s kinky. Anyways, I know things are rough but Brandon has a plan to get out of it, and you can help.”This piqued her interest. “I would love to help and do my duty for the sorority but unless Brandon has a.