Darkness closing in around her offers a seductive solitude, the chance to play. She flicks on the bedside lamp and plonks back onto the bed, smoothing...her supple body against the satin sheets, curling a cushion towards herself, cat-like. After a minute of squirming she replaces the material between her legs with a finger. Sighs, running a finger about her intimate curls. Her body's response is a silent plea. She can hear her breathe catching but resists the urge to delve into her own warmth.. I answered YES, but deep inside I was hoping the reality was going to be as good as the fantasy.We left for Wal-Mart. Inside the room it was wonderful. Two mouths and four hands all over me as they took off my top, jeans, shoes and socks leaving just that sexy bra and thong I was told to wear. I also helped with their shirts and pants and and soon all of us were in our underwear. Bill needed a picture of the three of us and I stood there with their hands on my breasts and pussy and my hands. We decide to go to the bar around the corner, since it's raining. The bar is small, with only a few other people in it. The music is loud, thumping away, which neither of us minded. We both order a beer, drinking them quickly, ordering another beer each. We start talking about how we hated the job and maybe this was a good thing. Though, I think deep down, as much as we hated the job, it was a good paying one. One we both needed, surely. When we have half a dozen beers in, we get silly, dancing. Brent and his family parked at the dorm building, and began the check in process. As Brent was considered by the school to be a special girl, he was assigned to a room with a true girl, to aid in getting him ready each day. Brent was also warned not to try anything with the girl, unless he wanted to suffer severe penalties. Brent initialed the warning, and felt a collar locked around his neck. His parents helped him move his things up to the dorm room, gave him a hug, and then left. Brent.