. like in the shower?” he croaked, hopefully.“Sure!” said his happy cousin.She rolled onto her bottom, and then got to her knees, starting to pu...l her wife beater back down to cover her breasts.“Don’t!” he said, raising a hand. “They’re so beautiful. I’d like to look at them while you... you know.”Her smile made something soothing leak into his prick. She reached for him and watched his face while she stroked him slowly.“Just a little faster,” he panted. She grinned and her hand sped up.“Oh. Others chewed some quid, whatever that noxious and obnoxious concoction of tobacco and bubble gum was. Some guys were doing steroids or hgh, not openly when I was around. But there was not much deep talk. Senseless banter and adolescent joking were the norm. I never found anyone who read Styron. Most didn’t know who he was. As I grew older and they younger they left me alone, mostly. I had no enemies, it was just I was the old guy who’d been to college. Most didn’t read for enjoyment, anyway.. He promised to call me though.Tuesday morning passed in a funk. Then I nearly got into trouble before lunch when my cell phone went off. It'd been a surprise present from Johnny and he'd hidden it in my backpack. I hadn't realized it was there, so when it went off during history I looked around like everyone else.Finally Mr. Jespers came over to me and demanded, "Is that your phone, Lisa?" Huh?" That's when I realized the ringing was coming from one of the front pockets of my backpack. I pulled. But I couldn't help myself. I was so attracted to her it was almost painful. I wanted to kiss her soft lips and cup her beautiful ass in my hands, but all I could do was watch her walk around our dorm room in her panties and rub my clit when she wasn't looking.She never closed the bathroom door all the way. It was a shared bathroom, with a double room on each side. If you went in to take a shower, you could lock the other door, so the people in the next room wouldn't barge in on you. But she.