"Are you a student?" I asked."Yes, I started this week at the art college."I asked her where she lived and she told me that she had a small room in a ...tudent house not very far from my own. While she was speaking I was able to study her closely. She had a thin pale face with no makeup and her blond hair was gathered up untidily behind her head as though arranged in a rush. Her blue-green eyes were large and bright but had a haunted look about them. She was huddled in a rough tweed coat that was. I was getting so worked up I decided I should head to the toilets to have a piss and clear my head. In this particular place, the toilets were up stairs in a quieter part so you had to move out of sight of the main eating area to get there. I went in to the toilet and did what I had to, washed my hands and left. I paused for a moment as I left the door way, which turned out to be what the whole encounter turned on. While I stood there, someone came out of the ladies, evidently not paying. Connie made no bones about how irritated she’d be if all six didn’t make it safe and sound to El Paso. Otis listened to her attentively, probably recalling the last man who’d irritated my little Comanche Princess.We parted ways with Ray because we were anxious to get home, as we’d already been apart from our family for eight days and still had a three-day ride in front of us.The three days in the saddle were only so-so, but the two nights before we arrived home were spectacular. Connie was as. ”And I would, and yes, I was wet. It got to the point where I’d play with myself during the entire conversation. Occasionally Alondra would tell me to come while she and King, and sometimes Nick, watched.“What are you Livvy?”“A slut.”“What kind of slut?”“A dog slut.” I’d answer, mortified, knowing that she’d only let me come if I said it out loud to her. “Good girl. Why don’t you come for us? For King and me.”And I would, and afterwards, I’d feel ashamed and embarrassed and humiliated and I.