She would torture me for her own amusement. I would run out and pick up her food or do her laundry. Soon I was giving her massages. She would tell me ...hat to do to make things more convenient for her. Daisy would come into the bathroom to kick me out if she wanted to shower. She want a modest person and was determine to change me so i wasn't either by the end of the school year.The first time she made me do anything sexual is something I’ll never forget. Daisy pulled me out of the shower to. I felt her squeezing me extra-tight in a series of rippling contractions as her wetness gushed around me. Zuri’s wail of pleasure went on and on, finally trailing off into a series of soft, happy cries that faded into murmurs.Slowing, I pulled back, letting her unfold as I felt my cock tick like the second hand on an ancient clock, very close to orgasm but not quite over the edge. I slid up beside her to stroke her hair.Zuri’s eyelids fluttered, and she opened her eyes. “Why did you stop?”I. She stood in the bathroom, ears straining to hear anything that might come through the door. It had been useless, though, and, with a start, she realized she didn't know how long she'd been in there. She turned off the light and went blind immediately. Opening the door, Claire put her hands out in front of her and stepped, groping in front of her, into the room. She knew roughly where the space was between the beds. She had to go around the one she and Chuck were sharing - he was on the side. I could see thatshe noticed that my credit card had a man's name on it. When she glancedat my dress I suddenly realised that I had not put my coat back on, sothe outline of my erection would have been clearly displayed. When shehanded me the card and receipt she smiled and said politely, but quiteclearly, "Thank you MISTER Willis." I grabbed my shopping bag and held itin front of me as I walked over to where my girl friend was waiting,grinning broadly, my coat over her arm. My heart was.