" All right," said Catherine. She paused for a minute and collected her thoughts. "It all started, three months ago, when I received a large brown env...lope at my home. It was addressed to 'C. Matzke'. Inside were the first ten pictures you saw; with them was a letter." May I see the letter?" Sure." Catherine reached in and pulled out a standard 8 1/2"x11" plain white piece of typing paper, slightly crumpled. On it was typed in standard type:Cathy--Here are the pictures you requested. More to. But at the same time, he could not deny how incredibly sexy ithad been. And how satisfied he had felt afterwards. He thought back tothe final kiss he had placed on his roommate's cock before passing out.In spite of himself, he felt his own cock beginning to harden onceagain.Horrified, he turned the shower on full cold and jumped in. The frigidwater set his heart racing, but quickly negated any urges that hadstarted building. He used the loofa that Mindy had left behind. Henormally didn't use. You on the other hand were not that lucky. You stood at a slightly taller 5’6, and since your parents enrolled you into the same Swim and dance classes Stacy was in, you never developed much mass, instead getting a similarly toned figure. Any muscle you did have was focused around your legs, and unfortunately your ass as well. Hair also never seemed to be an issue, despite your mixed South Asian heritage, and Stacy always complained how such smooth, dark skin was wasted on a guy.Your bodies. I hope we can work that out. I accept, but I take my friendships seriously.” I was trying to resurrect a little dignity. “As do I. Thank you. You won’t regret it. Now, I’m cold and uncomfortable, and if you’re as nice a guy as my grandpa said you are maybe I’ll let you help me get warm.” “The Doc mentioned me to you?” “He did.” I had just started mulling the implications of that when Barbara asked, “Would you like to come upstairs?” “As a friend?” I quipped. “I pay my bills in full,” Barbara.