The smell was not stale yet, but it was not fresh either. It was tolerable, to say the least. She went inside and saw only one bed. She had a room of ...er own, which was really rare. She was not going to complain; Sara loved being independent. She put her bags down on the bed and headed outside to her car to get some more of her stuff. Walking back outside, Sara saw a mixture of girls, all scurrying around like lost souls. Some were heading to other dorm buildings, while others were walking into. The moment I touched her something happened to me that I can’t explain in words.Inside the room only me and her, I didn’t want to delay and I hold her by my arms. She started kissing me and we both licked each other’s saliva and lip locked for at least 10 minutes. I then removed her shirt she was in a slip and panty she removed my shirt and pant and made in only in my undies, I pulled her on the floor and made her to sleep as her back on bed and slowly started her kissing. Now I removed her bra. Soon some of the most powerful and intimidating Doms would be walking up to my table, wanting a breakdown of the slaves and subs waiting for them. Harry teased me a little about my shaky paper shuffling by stealing a pile of event outlines from my hands. ‘Easy girl, you know you’re just handing these pamphlets out, not accepting a Nobel Peace Prize… naked…in front of your old high school classmates.’ I offered him a short giggle for his attempt to cheer me up. It wasn’t entirely forced. His. Mother Gaia had a more subtle mix of caring and love. Oh, you can feel it there, but you'll always know that it was just maternal instincts and that she had more important things to do or talk about rather than holding you and rubbing you kindly.But Mother Gaia helped me in a lot of ways. When I was sad from my mom's death, she was there and although she did nothing, she stood there listening to me whining about the unfairness of it all. Sometimes I would ask her questions, and she would reply.