Not since Oriental Fuckers. When I had to stand in for you in the shit-eating shot…” Susan grimaced. She remembered that scene. It was one she’d...insisted that a stand-in would have to do. She hoped Fluff wouldn’t hold it against her. However, there seemed to be no recrimination, and it took very little persuasion on her part to get the two girls to come back with her to the flat she shared with Charlotte and Josephine, knowing that neither of them were at all likely to be there when she got. She walked with me over to the basin, she must have read my mind while I was in the cublicle. The basin was full of warm water and there was soap, a flannel and towel by the side. I was a bit taken aback as she wrung out the flannel and started wiping my face. Her touch was so gentle after the rough treatment I had been getting for the past hour or so. I was really enjoying this, so relaxed as she carried on, moving gradually down my body. When she got to my lower belly I parted my legs for. He put his arm around her. She seemed to be more content. She slept more and he gazed some more. Her liked her face the longer he looked at it. This is crazy! I’m not a college kid anymore. I’m sitting here with my arm around a woman I don’t even knowand I feel like I’m in love. She’s got great hair, lovely hands. . .she’s lovely in every way but I don’t really know anything about her and I’m afraid I won’t see her again. I’d love to hold her hand and kiss her and hold her close and make love. While this story is true, certain details have been changed or left obscure to avoid identifying anyone involved.The year was 2005.I had met an amazing woman Mia the previous semester, shortly after New Year's we started spending a lot of time together. Mia was cool, much cooler than I. She was always the shortest one in the room, but her unique style and in your face attitude made her stand out. Mia had dyed blonde hair she would wear in loose pigtails, the tips of which were dyed bright red..