In the Potterrow Building. That one over there.”She pointed through a window across the square to a low white building with a domed glass roof.“I�...�d better go rescue some other hapless fresher,” she giggled before skipping off back to the Students Union stand. I watched her walk off. Her arse was wiggling in a pair of tight jeans. She looked back, grinned and waved then carried on. I felt my grin threaten to engulf my face.I was living in the Halls of Residence. I pulled the key from the folder. And Cait's mom knew of course because there was a few times when we weren't quiet enough and she would wrap her legs around the woman's head or just scream really loud to drown us out.And I couldn't help but picture Cait in that chair. It was my favorite fantasy for a long time and I told Cait about it one time in her bed and she just laughed and shook her head but she moaned too because I had my hand on her clit at the time and she said “Tell me about it” and so I made up a story about her and. Her suit top was rolled gently down, and his lips found that soft nub without looking, a moment that he had dreamed of since he first saw her when he had arrived and that even like this with his eyes closed in the extasy of the moment, like a baby he knew could locate instinctively. He began to suck, lick, nuzzle and caress the nipple, slowly oh so slowly and with care her nails on his shoulders, lightly digging into his tan flesh, telling him just how much she was enjoying his ministrations.. Ifyou haven't read it already, I urge you to read it first as it will makethis story make a lot more sense*--Whose Fantasy Am I Now? - A ReThink Inc. Continuation--I was laying on my bed staring at the ceiling in a catatonic like state.I'm not sure how long I was alone in that house... My old house. Iwasn't sure how long I had been stuck in the body of Cassandra, my crazyex girlfriend. Flowing red hair, pale skin, large B - small C cupbreasts, and the greatest pussy I had even had the pleasure.