But I have the now, the current, and these cold empty hours walking alone in the dark are like heaven to me, compared to the horrid pale face of the s...n beating upon my smoked-out, tired, sleepless skull. College can be such a lonely place." It seems that the last two years can be strung together as a series of regrets. Missing this party here, skipping that dinner there, not asking this girl or that girl out; these occurrences are the only ones that taint my memory. I'm sure that some joy was. Paula pulled the bat out of my cunt and what I saw now was the handle of a large hair brush out of my asshole. I was still tied so Paula started to rub her pussy against mine. Jean rubbed my clit while sucking on my nipples. Paula began grinding faster and within minutes we were both cumming. I could feel her juices soaking through my pussy hair. Finally they untied me. We walked back to the house sneaking in through our secret entrance. As I was sneaking to my bedroom I could hear my Dads. It really wasn't as easy to make friends as Stephanie thought. There wasa boy's hierarchy that didn't really exist with girls. She had to breakinto the boy's society. It didn't help that she would slip up with afeminine gesture from time to time. When she did at least one of the boysnoticed and they called her names. This constant harassment cured her ofher feminine ways quickly. She didn't get to play much at this firstexcursion to the Y, but she did learn a lot about being a boy. . While I massage her I asked her, what she meant when she said that “what we do in thins closed house” is none of auntie’s business. To my question she was silent for a while and then said, “Everybody has a private life and the next door neighbor has no rights to know about it. Similarly she has some work and private life, even if she is sleeping with me, the next door neighbor has nothing to do with it”. Damn hearing such kind of remark while I was messaging her neck brought me instant hard on..