" Mary fondly remembered the times she held on too long and accidentally shit herself. Remembering this made her more excited, and eager to get to her...dorm to relieve her bloated insides. Mary waddled and put-putted all the way to her dorm. She would only allow her ass cheeks to give way to small amounts of gas at a time. Once she was alone in her dorm, she would let it all fly!Mary finally made it to her dorm. She checked to make sure she was alone and that the door was closed. Once all that. We played the hand game for days before she guided me another step up the ladder. The game was the same as always until I felt the bunk shake. My hand sought her hand and found unfamiliar territory instead. I had just realized I was touching her shoulder when she grabbed my hand and moved it to the neck of her nightgown.I did not understand what she wanted me to do. I did what seemed natural and explored into her gown. My fingers touched the top of a developing breast. Her breath was warm on my. If you don't like themthen you can take them out and they will heal over, so you have nothingto lose really," Ashley explained."Okay, let's do it then. Hurry before I change my mind."Ashley grabbed Jessie's manicured hand and led him into Claire's. Sheshowed him the different earrings to choose from."I'll buy you whatever set you want Jessie. Try to keep it under $30though haha."Jessie surveyed the earrings, admiring the selection. The studs werenice, as were the symbols and animal earrings.. “Mikey, that’s why I’m here. You know where I work. If you really needed me, you could call 9-1-1 and just ask for me. I’m here now, Mikey.”“Yeah, shit, yeah...” He rambled something incoherent.I was watching his right hand, which was waving around what looked to be an M-9, or more likely, the civilian version, the Beretta 92. He didn’t have a finger on the trigger, but you don’t wave weapons around like that.“Mike, you know I’m here to help you, right? You know I’ll always be honest with you,.