Thank god.My hair was a total mess. I wet it and combed it down and threw wrappedthe back in a rubber band to give it a somewhat manly look. It was st...llcurly so I had to keep it tied up. Off to school. This day is going tosuck, I can just feel it.I drove to school and made my way to homeroom. I sat down in my normalset which was next to my two friends Michael and Heather. Michael wasabout 6'1". Brown hair, blue eyes. Was one of the star athletes of theschool. Heather was 5'5". Redhead, green. She recalled that when they wanted to influence an important man once before, her friend Maria had done 'anything' to get what she wanted, even talked her room-mate into bedding someone she didn't like just to smooth Maria's path.'To be fair to Maria, it helped me as well, letting the Dean of Studies fuck me, ' she mused, 'but Maria did not ask me first.'Sharon shuddered at the memory of those dreadful hours, yet could not help remembering the frisson of excitement she had felt when she. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw her. My door was half open, well down stairs was locked so no worries. Her bedroom door was just slightly open ad she was spying on me through this one inch gap. I froze for a second and didn't know what to do. I had been caught wanking and worse with her panties in my face. I looked down to my cock and thought to myself. Lets see. I pretended not to see her and carried on wanking. I took my time and was slow. Taking my time to wank and play with my balls.. I was getting much hornier as the meeting progressed. She was clearly straight but, I somehow get more aroused by straight women. She crossed her legs. Nice thighs. Not skinny. I do hate thin legs on a woman…….or on a man, for that matter. I started to imagine giving her a massage. STOP ! Concentrate, Anne. This woman is paying you as a professional.After an hour, or so, she left. Then the ‘phone started ringing non-stop. Can you advise me ? Can you help me ? God, piss off. I’m not in the mood..