I rolled her over so I could unclasp her bra. The shirt and bra came off and I moved down to explore her beautiful tits. Her nipples were straining an... poking out very hard. Her tits were firm and a great handful! I worked her tits with my mouth and started working my hand over her jeans following the perfect curves of her hips and around to her nice ass. Her body wasn’t perfect but felt so good! I started to unbutton her jeans then unzip them. She wiggled enough to let me take them down over. No pre-breakfast fuck for me either, he was rushing. I had come a little prepared, with a white embroidered night shirt, but these little touches didn't really make Jaime smile- the morning saw him focused on other things and I left a bit disappointed.The abusive Mexican saw me at breakfast, and came over and asked for my number. OK, OK, I gave it to him, he's hardly Adonis, and not really full of charm, but in my day-job I need to network!Anyway, why my first diary entry at all. Because I. The stinking smell alone, as he entered the door, told him of the satisfactory condition that was being attained. He gasped for fresh air as he entered the stinking atmosphere of the toilet block. It was absolutely foul and putrid. The air was hot and putrid with the foul stench of fresh shit. He shrank back from the buzzing flies which had been attracted to such an abomination of filth. The urinal was already grossly disgusting and lapping full with a stale muck of yellow piss. He turned. " Poor Lori," he said. "I had no idea she had to endure that ... and, she's still affected by it. It makes me sad ... and angry." Well ... We've covered what I wanted to say to you, so now I'll be on my way. Maybe I'll see you around..." She stood and turned from him."Donna -- wait." She faced him again. "Do you have plans for dinner?" Just going back to the dorm and to the cafeteria." For reasons known only to the gods or Tech administration..." Aren't those one and the same?" she asked."Maybe.