‘To tailgating—with class.’ Over the past few months, the two women had formed a tight friendship with each other and had even formed their own...superstitions. They sat together during home games and talked with some of the other women, but also got together when the Cougars had away games. Camille kept things in perspective for Samantha and as her relationship with Gabe had started to get more intense, having someone to turn to who understood the ups and downs was comforting. Knowing. It was off season and most of them were vacant since their group was relatively small. Each unit had an ample patio fronted by a privacy hedge. They both seemed to come to the same conclusion at the same instant, the entire complex of condos directly to their left was dark and almost certainly vacant. There would be patio furniture there, they could fuck there. Taking her hand he led her through a thin gap in the bushes. Standing on the small patio they resumed their mutual exploration in. He let go of Mary's tits and returned to his chair and told her to remove her skirt. Mary unzipped the skirt and let it drop to the floor and then she stepped out of it. Mary was wearing a black slip under her skirt and Gene told her to take it off. When Mary stepped out of the slip she was left with just a sexy little pair of black panties (which I had seen and smelled more that once) and a pair of black thigh high stockings. She looked so sexy like that I almost had to pull my cock out and. Work. Do you still have a job?You try to figure out how to remove the dress. There's got to be azipper on the back somewhere. Hard to reach.Oh man. Roommate. Five days. Makeup. Shared bathroom. Clothes. Oh crap.There's going to be some really uncomfortable, embarrassing-as-helltalks happening soon.You look up to see your closet. It's filled with dresses, racks oftights and leggings, rows of high-heeled shoes and several cute littlenighties.There isn't a single piece of your normal clothes.