‘I’ll do it. Under protest, of course.’‘Of course. I’ll make the necessary arrangements.’‘Thank you. But I don’t see why you have to b... there.’‘I have to witness the proceedings, to ensure Mark’swill is respected. I hope you understand.’The house was in a cul-de-sac – an upmarket butotherwise ordinary looking house in a relatively affluentpart of town. She allowed herself a nervous smile. She hadvisualised a gothic mansion. Her fingers kept involuntarilyreaching up to touch the leather collar. We had run out of time for the day but we thanked her, made a date for the next day, and took our fish home to our mothers to cook.Sure enough the next day Amanda was waiting for us to arrive. That day she was wearing a bikini that our mother’s wouldn’t be caught dead in. It hardly covered anything. Amanda said that there wasn’t anything left to hide from us. Then we told her that we hadn’t seen her nipples yet. She laughed and took her top off then asked us if we were happy then. We sure. He stuck his tongue deep inside of her cunt, then licked all the way up to her clit. Finger her as you eat her out. David told him. It gets her hot as hell. Jake had a better idea. I want her to sit on my face. David made her get up on her knees, and squat down so Jake could tongue fuck her. He pulled her down to him, and stuck two fingers in her cunt. She cried out, and he knew that she loved it, so he shoved them in farther. This had Tim excited, He went behind her and started playing. The accommodation campus was made up of rows of three-story, twelve room blocks with a shared kitchen on each floor. These were laid out around the focal point of the site, the canteen and bar.The first night was when the crazy started. There were plenty of drunk people both celebrating their new found freedom and feeling homesick and scared. There were already people pairing off that night and more than one drunk girl and even a guy tried to chat me up. Being tee-total, the atmosphere needed.