They frightened me so very badly that I dared not oppose them. I hope you’ll be able to forgive me.”I looked into Samantha’s soft brown eyes, so...like those of a doe, full of fear. She was really quite pretty, with light brown hair and a rosy complexion. I smiled and reached out to caress her cheek. She instantly melted with gratitude, kissing my hand and thanking me profusely. I took her in my arms and we embraced each other tightly for a long moment.“Hush, Samantha,” I whispered in her ear,. Constantly hearing around the time of finals, about all the stress and pressure from my fellow class mates. Knowing that if I all I wanted to do was cram the night before I could easily get an A. Not that I ever did that, but I could. My memory was corky and I remembered the littlest things that not many people could or simply would just oversee. As I was strolling home my books in hand. I couldn’t help but notice how the air was crisp and at just the tip on every trees leaves was the colors. But I guess I’m too fucking picky for my own good”Suddenly, I laughed and he followed. We were semi-mirrors of each other in more ways than I ever expected. I just said quietly, but firmly, “We deserve so much better than decent.”The conversation trailed off as he said, “Yes…. one of these days…” and I nodded, then repeated his words nearly verbatim.It hung there in the warming air, though neither of us acknowledged more than the conversation itself.*Over the next few days, we barely saw each. ” It was kinda like a drama that had been written in a sinful one act play. Pete felt a niggling discomfort in being used as a pawn. But with two stunning females poised to do him dirty he was well beyond the realm of reasonable thought.Both women embraced him, Dottie kissed him while Silk rubbed her tits on his back ... he could feel her breasts through the thin weave of her sweater. The scent and taste on Dottie’s lips was definitely that of pussy, which confirmed his question about what the.