I was pretending to read a book when she breezed in. She was stunning in her fancy work-out gear. I would probably look that good too. If, I wasn’t ...hained to a desk forty hours a week. She walked toward the stairs, humming a happy little ditty. Then she saw me. She looked delighted. She came over, stood in front of me and said, “Let me get a shower and you can join me.”It was obvious that her motor was running. I was guessing she’d had lunch. I glanced up - like she had interrupted me - and. ? The first thing he wanted to do was somethinghe had been thinking of for a long time.?He had always wanted to do something evil to the snotty bitch?sface.? He had never really wanted to havesex with her because preppy girls like her were never any fun in bed.? She was fun in an innocent, gullible sort ofway though.? But what kind of girlfrienddoesn?t even give a blowjob?? Sifting through the pile, Donny located what he was lookingfor: nose hooks!? He had looked long andhard for a pair this. Ben now spoke to her. "When I fuck, you smoke! Understand?"Susan did, and quickly reached for her cigarettes and lighter.She took one and lit it. She inhaled deeply and, holding the cigarettedelicately between her small fingers, with her arm bent in a femininepose, she blew a plume of blue, cigarette smoke between her pouting,red lips.Ben smiled and said, "That's better, Love. Now sit on the table!" heordered.Susan stepped back and rested the cheeks of her bottom onto the edge ofthe table."Pull. After a few uncomfortable moments, Beth leaned in, looked at me, and said, “I have a bone to pick with you.”Oh great, I thought. Now I’m gonna get an etiquette lesson from a bookkeeper.“Hmmm?” I responded.“A bone. To pick,” Beth countered. “With you.”“Uhhh… OK.”“So... you’re neat, you’re clean, and you’re quiet.” She looked at me. I nodded.“An OK roommate. But you’re just way too tight.”“Tight?” I asked. I had no idea what she meant.“Bland. Conservative. Ordinary.”What the fuck? I asked myself..