I always thought that someday I’d meet that special woman and we’d get married and have kids. In my sophomore year I did find one woman that I had...become attracted to. Her name was Tracy and she was a senior. I’d seen her dating one of the jocks but they always went behind closed doors to have sex. One day Tracy came up to me and said that Rob, her boyfriend, said I was smart, actually he said I was a geek, and would I help her with two of her subjects? She would come to my room twice a week. “As for you, Paige, this purple dress will work for you.” she said, handing a dress over to the auburn haired beauty behind the dressing curtain. Paige’s dress was different from Lotus’s. It was a light purple three-quarter length sleeved dress with pink trim. The sleeves and neck collar has some lace on it, but it was enough to compliment it. The skirt of the dress reached to below knee-length. “Grazie, Mrs. Sourberry.” Paige said, slipping it on. Again, it fitted her. “And here are some flats. Jonas motioned for Valerie to come join him at the bar. She felt all ten of the masked men's eyes on her as she walked over. All the masks the same. All shiny black, the material reminiscent of a motorcycle helmet. Two round slots for the eyes. The masks contoured to the face, the nose exaggerated. They had a triangular opening under the bridge, for the nostrils. An oblong opening in front of the mouth allowed the men to speak to each other. She was beginning to feel a rush of emotions now,. “Now you,” I said, as I leaned over and unbuttoned the top of her jeans, then slid the zipper down. She lifted her hips as I grabbed the cuffs at her ankles, and I pulled her jeans down and off with a flourish. She was now lying there before me wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton bikini panties through which I could detect the outline of the tuft of pubic hair covering her mons. I climbed in beside her, kissing her as my hands once again took charge of her breasts. But, it wasn’t long.