Hmmm. You keep at it. I'm going to talk to one of the girls in Educational Services." And he was gone again.I went for lunch around noon and wandered ...hrough several other areas within entomology. There were lots of butterflies and moths and spiders, scorpions and mites. Setting up terraria with the arachnids shouldn't be tough. And all these dead arthropods weren't as eye-catching as live ones would be. I realized that I hadn't seen any Mutillidae [wingless wasps]. Some of those were colorful.. She kept her smile and while still smelling his sweaty feet, she said"Master, I think your feet have some power, I'm certain. I always hated your feet, but now I cannot help but be enslaved by their shape and their wonderful smell. The smell of your feet has made me understand my true role in life..." She grinned and continued "You completely brainwashed me with the powerful smell of your stinky feet, and now look at me... you completely own my mind, my heart and my very SOUL. From now on I. Thank god she was drunk and on extacy...she would have had a hard time with him. I watched him put her arms over her head and he said to come hold her down. I jumped up and held her arms as he held her legs apart. I had a great view of his long thick cock moving in and out of her. By this time he was taking long deep stroked in and out of her going out to the tip all the was til his balls were resting on her ass. Now that she was able to take his cock he started to pick up the pace and started. Leslie would be there soon, and Leslie didn't like to be kept waiting. But she was really, REALLY thirsty.For the 1000th time, she asked herself why she was doing this. Leslie treated her like crap. She never would have put up with this sort of behavior from her girlfriends, or boyfriends. And when you got right down to it, she didn't even like Leslie that much. She was a Senior, and Leslie was a Freshman, for God's sake. Plus the black haired girl had a way of talking and acting that made.