Where did indentured servitude fit into a scenario like that?“Rebecca?” Mom tapped the bathroom door. Rebecca opened it, tense with stress. Had Mo... tried her bedroom door and discovered it locked? The thin key with the flattened end that normally resided atop her door frame, Rebecca had tucked beneath the waistband of her pajamas bottom. Mom blinked in surprise, eyes popping.“What happened to your face?”Rebecca regarded her sheepishly. “All that noise you complained about... ?” She. "Wow, what a way to wake up," she said pulling me up until our lips met. As we kissed, she reached down to grab my dick and guide me inside of her before I could say anything, not that I wanted to."Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you," I told her."Oh yeah, I'm very sure. I was sore last night, but when you did that, it seemed to make the soreness go away," she told me, even as she started moving underneath me. When she started that, I began stroking in and out of her, hoping I could make it. We studied together, we just flirted a little bit. I learned she was a former gymnast and took ballet as a kid. It explained why her body looked outstanding. After the quiz on the Friday we agreed to go out that night. I met her at her place where she told me to leave my car. We were a minute walk from this popular pub where all the College kids went. We had some food and then the drinks started flowing. She may have been tiny but she could seriously put them back. She loved Tequila, and my. Finally Eddie came over and snapped him back to reality. I took the pizzas inside and Eddie paid the guy.All the guys were staring at my tits and making comments. I asked Eddie for my top, but he refused to give it to me. so I went into the bedroom for another top, but my suitcase was nowhere to be found. I got pissed and went back out to the living room and started yelling at Eddie...... BIG MISTAKE. He stood up grabbed my arms and pinned them behind my back and told the guys to pull my shorts.