Tommy got in gingerly with a backpack in hand.“Hey, Tommy,” Ari said, with a pair of purple panties in her hand.“What’s up? Nice ride… Yo. A...e those… I got questions,” Tommy said, pointing at aforementioned purple panties.“I bet you do. You like? Cute, aren’t they? They’re mine. Perks of working there, huh? Now, I have to warn you about the power of these. These protect the worst and best-kept secret on God's green Earth.”Ariadne gave them to Tommy. He looked at them. He fought the urge to feel. Her big Jen started giving her a shoulder rub and whispering words of encouragement to her. “That’s right Leslie. You fuck that machine.” “Don’t let me down. We need you to put on a show for us.” “You look sexy on that thing. If only your boyfriend knew.”As I looked around the room I could tell all eyes were on our performance. The sorority girls were watching intently some of them even appeared to be fingering themselves through their clothes. “How does it feel,” Jen asked. “Incredible, I love. 00hrs when we eventually got into the Apartment, it was clean and presentable, it had everything you need but for one thing, one bedroom and only one bed, and to make it even more testing, a double at that, “well s*s, I will take the bed and you can have the sofa” “ho no, it is my holiday, you have the sofa and I will have the bed” she said and I shook my head, “no, no” I joked, me bed you bed” “what” she asked, “well neither one of us can sleep on the sofa for a week, let’s just make the best. But wasn’t Robert. He’s direct. He’s rough. He runs the show. And there’s lots of action. Tons of it. Non stop. He doesn’t even have to ask. He just locks those steel gray eyes into mine and in no time I am twitching for him, my breast feel like they’re going to explode. He’ll just either tear my clothes off, or walk me straight to the bedroom, get to the business of ripping off our own clothing, and figure out every possible way to make use of every square inch of the mattress and the edges.