"Why don't you fuck her anyways?" He asked. Paul let out a grunt. "Hell, like she'd go for me." At the age of 36 Paul had only ever been with one gir..., and that was when he was in his teens and could be considered normal size. He had pretty much always been a strong guy but it was never what the girls looked for. They were either scared of him or considered him to be nothing but protection. The new waitress was the only girl who ever gave him attention. He was her first customer and ever. " Did Melanie transfer here from another school?" I asked. "I don't remember you talking about a female friend from your high school last year." Mel has always been a Penn State student, "Damian explained. "She couldn't get space here on Main Campus until this semester. She commuted to the Erie Campus last year." I see," I said. "Are you going to introduce me to her some time?" I'm sure you'll meet sometime," Damian allowed.I went back to my reading. It was obvious that Damian wasn't going to. I took a leisurely bath next, and put on some heavy makeup, before struggling into the negligee. I was getting wet in anticipation of what was to come, and buckled the high heels on quickly. Looking at the clock, I saw it was just after 10, so I threw on the short terrycloth robe provided by the hotel, and dimmed the lights. After sitting on the bed for a few minutes repeatedly glancing at the clock, I decided to turn on the TV while I waited. The menu provided some ideas, and I selected a. They were so cold and slippery. Amy grinned devilishly as she rubbed the ice against Clara's bare back. Clara was breathing heavily as Amy rubbed the ice across her shoulder blades and down to her skirt. Amy forced her legs apart and gripped her inner thighs, the ice pressing coldly against her skin. Clara was gasping for breath as Amy rubbed her fingers up and down relentlessly.Clara writhed in Amy's grip, her breath erratic and uncontrollable. Amy kissed the back of her neck as her hands.