One Christmas they splurged on satellite TV and it was wonderful, a rarity bein the only one anywhere around. Everyone else got one local channel that...wern’t worth much. When the couple learned that the Super Bowl was going to be on their new TV, they decided to have a party. Lulu Belle, Abe’s wife, made big plans to invite kin and neighbors to have a party that no one would fergit.It would be sort of like a church potluck cause differnt folks would bring differnt things. She worked out a plan. He sat on the edge of the chaise, facing me now. His fingers were stroking over my aching nipples, flicking at them every so often. His face was a picture of concentration and lust. His hand disappeared into his pocket then and came out with the nipple clamps. Those deliciously stingy clover clamps that we both liked so much. I knew to keep my eyes open for him,to look him in the eye as he out them on my sensitive nipples. I couldn't keep myself from crying out as the first one bit into my. He told me some masturbation stories of other freshmen he and the other RAs had counseled and how they coped. I was not alone. He said the number of masturbation related issues has increase every year for the past decade. It used to never be raised to an RA whereas now it's common place for freshmen to talk about it with them and seek their counsel. Also, it used to be just a night thing where as now they hear of worries and conflicts at noon and all hours. Many students now are trying to. I told him angrily!!! Ted just looks at me. Not sure what to say.But if I was into guys it sure as fuck wasn't to get raped by a so called friend, what the fuck is your problem Ted?Please forgive me. I wasn't thinking. I don't know what...Shut the fuck up Ted. This is bull shit. Fuck this shit. I'm outa here.I got into my car and started to drive. I needed to cool off.What the hell was he thinking. What am I gonna do now.Shit, I gotta start work on Monday with him.I finally cooled off enough to.