" You have been without sex for way to long Mariel". " You might be surprised at how much energy is pent up inside you that just needs to get out!". ... I think you must be right Rick because I am still very Horney, even though I've had quite a few orgasms this afternoon". "Well Baby, we'd better finish up the shower and get out of here, besides, the water is cooling off quickly. We finished soaping and scrubbing each other, and then I got a couple of big towels to dry off with. While we where. She began to silently sob, tears marring her perfect makeup. Her hands flew to her face and wrenched at her hair. She slid out of the chair and to the floor. No longer Madame Carronade, she was now just a heartbroken woman.Carl did not hesitate, but found himself on the floor with her, holding her close and allowing her to cry on his shoulder. After the smell of burnt wiring and the stink of explosive, the warm, clean, spicy scent coming from her hair was like a refreshing breeze to Carl. It. Week One was undies only and late at night. Week Two involved panty raids at each frat house; that is, Megan had to hand over her panties to whoever answered the door at the frat. Of course she had to be wearing the panties at the time, so the knickers drop off was a total pussy flash.Week Three included mostly day-time clothed flash dares where Megan would visit popular and usually crowded areas on campus and off. Her dress code changed from day to day but never included underwear. It was kind. “I don’t think so. Uh, maybe we met at a party.” What was I going to say? I saw you fucking at an orgy, while a blonde gave your date, the assistant news director, a hummer? Discretion is important!“A party? I don’t know...” She eyed me coldly and curiously.“Well, maybe not, but I thought I saw somebody like you at Roger and Amanda Baker’s about a month ago. I’m probably wrong, though.” There, that gave her an out if she didn’t want to admit to it.Instead, her eyes widened, and a smile creased.