Oh, Sir, I really had to fight to keep from crying again, especially when You lowered one palm to my belly and began making slow, warming circles whil... You continued to kiss me and I made little moaning sounds of pleasure against Your mouth.And not being able to lower my arms to embrace You, Sir. Being required to stand there, an object for You to kiss and fondle, was both frustrating and dizzyingly erotic. I would have gladly remained standing there, just like that, for hours.But as You. "I walked her out to the car and she gave me a big kiss before she hopped in and headed for her place.Two weeks later, she came into my room. I was working on a final paper for humanities and studying hard for finals. I had A's across the board and needed to do well on the finals to stay at that level. April said, "Come on." I am studying. What do you want?" I want to watch the race. It starts in an hour. Come get some food and watch it with me."I had forgotten about it and asked her to see if. She was dressed very sexily in a miniskirt and a low cut top. My dick started to stir in my pants but I quickly realized this had to be some kind of "you'll never get this again" outfit. She looked angry and very determined. I invited her to take a seat and she did."So what is it that you wanted to say Melinda?" How could you do that to me? Do you know how I felt when I walked in on that slut blowing you? I thought that we had something. I thought we had something special. You're a fucking. Oh, not a very prestige job, but it would do for now, until I was settled. I found an ad for a roommate in the local paper and moved in with Lisa two days later. We had separate bedrooms but shared the main living room, kitchen and bathroom. She seemed to be a nice girl, a little private, but then that is what I liked best. I enjoyed my privacy as well.I spent most of my free time exploring the clubs and bars, observing and listening to the interaction between people. I did my best to blend.