As David walked over and sat down at thedesk to begin his work, Tom finally reached into his pocket and answeredthe phone.Princess Dee was pissed. "Yo... better learn how to answer your phonefaster than that if you know what's good for you!" she exclaimed. "Idon't care what you are doing or who you are with. You ignored me earlierwhen you were talking to your neighbor at the store; and now this? Ithink further incentive is needed to make my point."Tom knew immediately that Princess Dee meant to. She sighed as their lips touched, her eyes fluttering closed. Her pale hand touched his face as her lips churned against his. He wished he’d shaved, but she didn’t seem to mind. His nostrils were filled with the scent of her, like wildflowers and sweat. Her mouth opened and she touched his lips with her tongue. He let her inside, and felt his cock surge in his jeans as he tasted her tongue. She groaned, the sound echoing into his mouth. Her right leg crossed over left then onto his lap. He. ." Taneesha looked around dramatically, as if something were missing. "Where's your bedroom? Are you going to show me that too?"Laura almost blushed. She didn't know why. She could feel the red heat rising in her face."Sure. In here."Taneesha looked around Laura's bedroom, examining especially the king-size bed. She looked sideways at Laura, smiling mischievously."You know... I heard you and Auntie Deshona when you were in her bedroom."Laura said nothing, feigning indifference to this. "She turned her head and studied me for a while, sighed, then told me, "OK - I guess it's time." Stephan isn't Stephan - he's Michael, an old friend from college. And I mean 'friend'. We met at a campus campfire when I started in the fall. He was an upperclassman when I was a freshman, and he kind of took me under his wing. He was a big deal on campus - class president, wealthy family, and the ultimate catch for all the prissy sorority 'bunnies'. I'm not sure what he saw in me - we just kind of.