If you don’t follow, they can inform me. Also, you cannot use the closed room in the bathroom.Me: (talking to myself). What? Is he serious? How wil... I pee then?Dean: You would need to pee in an open area of the men’s bathroom.Me: How would I sit there and do it?Dean: you are not allowed to sit and do it. You will need to do it in a standing position.Me: My thighs will get drenched into it.Dean: Yes, that’s the punishment. You are not allowed to use water to clean your thighs and legs. Also,. The size of his cock was a problem with the co-eds too.He was always on the lookout for new women because most of the college girls he had met so far couldn't handle his size. He was really good at getting girls to go back to his dorm room with him, but about two times out of three he had to settle for a hand job or a blow job instead of getting laid. Even when he was able to get a girl to go all the way with him, it hadn't lasted because they said his big dick left them too sore to walk across. She wore lots of tarty make up, and sprayed on loads of her favorite perfume. Finally she set off to work, wearing a pair of high heels that made her legs look even longer.Dave could hardly keep his eyes off her all morning, which wasn't really surprising, as she looked like a cheap whore, although he kept telling her how nice she looked, and how she should wear short skirts more often, as she had "great legs". Kim kept bending over his desk making sure he got a real eyeful of her cleavage. I really couldn't mingle; these guys were not my crowd and I was feeling jealous and frustrated. After some time, I saw Jenny and the stranger walk to the door and outside. He had his hand on her arm and was guiding her across the front lawn, towards the driveway, to what may have been his vehicle, a red sports car parked in a dark remote corner of the driveway. They went around the other side of the car, between the car and the thick hedge fence. He leaned back on the car and she stood in.