The university was very nice, so nice in fact it was a wonder I ever even got in but that is a different story. As a flood of the poorer students wash...d over the local hosing market I was desperate to find someplace to live. I was close to just giving up when I heard a rumor about a house listed for rent that no one had been accepted to. Shrugging I sent of an email to the address listed online and forgot about it.A day later I was sitting in a homey living room a few minutes from campus. Her nipples had always been puffy large and beautiful but tonight they seemed much more erotic and lusty looking under the candlelight.She unsnapped the mini skirt, but leaving the black sheer panties, thigh highs and garters on.As she tossed her skirt to the side she told me to stand there and play with my cock for her while she watched.I did. I stood at the end of the bed and stroked my cock.She laid back against the pillows and spread her legs letting her fingers slide under her panties and. Well, enough of that. Want some coffee?"Well, as I've said before, I don't like coffee. It's always tastedlike, well, I don't know what. I only know that I never drank thestuff, yet this morning, it smelled good and I accepted a cup fromEric. He set it on the table in front of me and waited. I picked thecup up and took a cautious sip. Hey! This wasn't nearly as bad as Iremembered it! It actually tasted rather good!"Wow, Eric." I remarked. "You make a good cup of coffee! I've neverbeen able to. As a matter of fact, Giselle had not many memories at all. None that stretched back much farther than yesterday. And no thoughts that reached forward even into the next hour.Before yesterday there had not been a Giselle.The sting at the top of her right ass cheek reminded her how young she really was. The mere thought of what had happened, made her swollen slit flow. Her half-hidden nipples strained to escape the bodiceShe remembered.After climbing the winding path, she had taken a shower to.