Even though we’re 11 years apart we acted as if we were twins. Actually besides the fact she was 2 inches taller than me; she looked like an older v...rsion of me. We even wore our black, silky hair the same. Braided.I’m going to miss her, but it’s time for me to explore....Her hand was wrapped around my neck, lifting me into air and back against the wall. I kicked my dangling feet desperately trying to get away. I had my hands wrapped around her wrist trying to pull her hand away from my neck.. My college best friend and roommate,Dave. Dave was a graduate student but he and I finished school at thesame time. Dave received a Masters in Archaeology and I got a Bachelorsin Business. My Bachelor's was paid for by a trust account set up by mydeceased grandparents. I guess in their time it was much different, anda four year degree meant getting a good job.Today a BS won't open any doors so when Dave made me an offer I was allin. Dave and I became very close in the four years we roomed. “What about you?” Sam remembered to ask, “Did you getlaid?”“Don’t ask. The son of a bitch was so stoned that hefucked me for about two minutes, shot his load on my legand fell asleep,” Amy complained. “You should see hisdick, little bitty thing like one of the Japanese boys.”Sam laughed at that then ducked into the shower. Whenshe finished they went out into the sitting room to findher clothes. They were still looking when the dooropened and. Drink up!”Little Tits is broken. All she can do is stare into the yellow abyss.“Alright, you’re done. Get out. Big Tits, it’s your time to shine. Drink what’s left, and your trial is over.”“And I get a shower?” I ask, every word almost a liquid cry.“You think we’re going to let you meet the players looking like an old urinal cake. You’ll get a shower, a uniform, we’ll even braid your fucking hair. Now drink up; they’re going to be here soon.”A shower… Meeting the players… suddenly,.