Frame very well. The blouse showed a little cleavage and the skirt showcased her nice shapely legs, and her long shoulder length brown hair was combed...to perfection. She was getting looks from the other men on the train, but Karla wasn’t paying any attention to any of them…. she was on a mission. That day turned out to be her lucky day as the young handsome black man entered the train early that morning and sat just across from her. This time he was dressed in a suit, and he wasn’t wearing any. The whole thing was wildly embarassing. The whole thing was in slow motion...and I just kind of slide back under the covers. Needless to say , I thought that was it was going to be strange looks and awkward converstaions for the rest of college with her...The next week, I heard a knock on the door during one of my class breaks. It was Lauren...not wearing a bra again...but there was a look in her eye. She just gave me the it's okay to kiss me stare. So I did what any faithful roomate in college. Looking around at the mirrors inprominent display on the walls and ceiling Sylvia said "Iguess my friend doesn't use this place just for relaxation." Sylvia made me stand at the foot of the bed, facing towardsit. She spread my legs widely apart and bound my ankles tothe bed's legs. Then she undid the ropes holding my arms tomy body. She draped a blanket over the high woodenfootboard and pushed me from behind. Yelling in surprise Ifell forward and wound up draped over the footboard. My feet had. She turned around and walked toward the corner of the building, putting some real action into her ass, knowing I was watching. At the corner she turned, smiled, and went around. I followed as quickly as I could, my cock already bursting.The gym door was closing just as I turned the corner, and I caught it just before it closed. I ducked inside.She was behind the bleachers on an exercise mat, that same dirty smile on her face, her skirt pulled up, her fingers reaching down to her tight red.