The huge bed was a mess, pillows were scattered around the room and thesheets looked like they needed to go into the washing machine right away.I made...a mental note to not forget to do that before bed time - it was 4pm in the afternoon. In the same instant I hated myself for my obedience.On the bed, mistress was draped as if a painter had put her in position -or Helmut Newton, himself. She was lying on her stomach, head supported onone hand, absently playing with her long auburn hair, the other. It was pretty much all I knew." So how'd you change from that to getting it on with your roommates?" I asked."I guess that's my fault," Julie jumped in. "Ling and I had lunch one Friday in November, and got to talking about how Jane needed to loosen up. I went to the movie that night, and it was some really racy R-rated thing so I was kinda horny when I got back to the room. There was Jane, studying away, and when I came in she grumbled a bit about a stiff neck. I just started rubbing it for. Let’s call her ‘Marie’ (for privacy reasons of course). She is 23 years old, with a good body shape of 32c-30-34. She is fair in color and about 2’’ shorter than me.Beginning- Now without wasting any further time let’s jump to the story. So all this started about a month ago. I got a text on Google Hangouts stating nice story. I responded as I respond to any of my readers with a thank you and asked for her suggestions and areas for improvement.She gave me some suggestions which I am going to. ." Are you referring to the Prime Minister?" asked the CSG Commander with a look of amazement.Calvin nodded to the Commander as Todd took out a small phone and when it was answered he said, "Rusty, is Mr. Bartlet near you?" Yes." Calvin needs to talk to him. Could you hand him your phone?" Sure." Calvin, use this, Mr. Bartlet will answer. He may not know it is you, though." While Todd was talking to Calvin, Rusty handed his phone to Mr. Bartlet, telling him that Calvin would like to talk to.