It was obvious she hadn’t peed before outside her bathroom. I wished i could see the huge lake she had made on the road, if she needed all this time...to pee.Suddenly she straitened up, pulled up her panties a little bit, looked down between her legs, and crouched down again!“what the hell is she doing?” father asked.“i have no idea!” mom answered staring at the side mirror.I laughed loudly this time, not able to hold it. She looked completely stupid. She stood up again, pulled her panties all. When I left the bathroom she was rolling up her sleeping bag."Look, why don't you leave your stuff here today," I said, "You can stay here until you find a place to stay. I get home about six thirty. I think that I have a spare key so that you can let yourself in. You don't want to be lugging that sleeping bag all over campus. Is this all of your stuff?"She shook her head, "I have things stashed all over campus. I've got six lockers and some things, like books are in friend's apartments."I went. What if someone saw me, heard the name, and connected the dots? No. That could never be allowed to happen. I put my mind to work thinking of another name until I finally settled on Sasha. I don’t know why I chose that name, but it just felt… right. Graceful, refined and simple. Sasha. And so, with the name decided, I clicked ‘submit’ and created my account. It wasn’t long before I met Anthony. To be honest he wasn’t anything special. In fact, I think the only reason he stood out. Sliding myself down to the floor and onto my knees, I kissed along his stomach, just above his pants, which he was currently unbuttoning. I watched nervously, my body shaking with eager fear, as he unzipped his pants, lifted his hips from the couch and in moments had his pants and his boxers down around his ankles. He gave a slight laugh when my eyes widened, trying to take in the image of his cock. I had seen many cocks, in porn and magazines, but this was truly the first time I had seen one.