On Monday, having had two nights and a day to think about her conversation, Sandy felt like she needed to share, at least some of it with Jenny to get...some perspective, and perhaps advice. Taking their customary energy drink after working out, Sandy shared some of the night’s conversation. Sandy was somewhat surprised by the rather beaming look on Jenny’s face when she concluded by saying, “So, I’m kind of in a quandary as to how to respond, or what exactly to say when he calls again this. Since I had used a belt, getting to the buckle on the front with my hands cuffed behind my back was a struggle. After about 4 seconds if trying he said I was taking too long, and I started to panic. Just I had turned the skirt around, so that the belt buckle was the back and unbuckled the belt, he walked up to me, and without saying a word put a black ring gag up to my mouth. I opened without needing an order, as the micro skirt dropped to the floor. I then sat on my butt to untie my shoes,. She did not really care, slipped out of her high heels and went in the dark to the bathroom door to get out of her clothes and take a shower. She smelled the cold smoke on her from the bar she was at. She slipped out of her dress, put it to the dirty clothes, she opened her bra and put it to the dirty clothes too, turned on the shower and felt if the water was warm, when it was warm enough she dropped her g-string and put it to the dirty clothes, she got in the shower, let the warm water run. Unlike previous semesters, we weren't able to get our schedules to line up perfectly. In fact, we only had Professor Ice's class in common. Now, I had a free hour while Dawn needed to get clear across campus for her class on Psychology of Gender.I held out my hand and she slipped hers into mine, knotting our fingers before sighing. "Do guys really think like a Nash Equilibrium?"I snorted. "I think you're giving us more credit than we deserve. I've seen five guys go for the hot blonde while.