The rhythmic tapping telling me she’s working on her laptop, maybe that’s what woke me. What’s she doing? An essay? Her dissertation? Maybe she�...�s on the website where we met. I choose to not lean over and check - more from my own laziness than any respect to her privacy. I look at the back of her head - her mid-length chestnut hair falling straight and loose, resting on her soft, fair skin. Her body describing a smooth arc to the sheet that obscures her bottom half, just revealing a hint of. It wasn't long when I saw his bed shake. Then he slid the sheet down and he was playing with himself. Occasionally he would spit in his hand and resume the stroking. Eventually he would move to the edge Stoking faster and harder then it looked like he would send out small streams of pee (I was as 12 by then). He would fall back in the bed cover up and fall rite asleep. It became a nightly ritual watching him do this. Then a few months later we were doing our usual bath routine and things. Tamara was trying to politely shoo them away but they were swarming like buzzards. Lena was likewise trying to ignore them. I walked up and cleared my throat. Two of the guys looked up but the other three kept pestering my ladies. I didn't want to cause a scene and just about the time I was going to do something, the waitress showed up with a bouncer. He told the guys to leave and with a little coaxing and threatening looks, they left."That was close," I said. "I really didn't want anything to. It was the final period of the day and which would make it easier to get away with what he was going to suggest.All John had to do now was work out the best candidate for his offer. For awhile now he had been sizing up his options this was a school filled with a lot of attractive eighteen and nineteen year old girls but he knew he had to pick the right one. Eventually he had narrowed his choices down to three girls. The first was Stephanie a cute brunette with very captivating brown eyes..