He was sure the 21-year old was wearing pretty lingerie underneath because he thought he’d seen a glimpse of a thong during one move. She was wearin... spiky heels instead of the lower ones she normally wore. A casual observer wouldn’t have noticed it, but Travis had been dancing with her for months and he noticed the differences. ‘Class is almost over, would you like to get a cup of coffee with me?’ Travis asked her. ‘We’re — we’re not really supposed to socialize with the clients,’ Helena. " Why don't you get down on your knees on the rug in front of the bathtub, Miss Evelyn? It is very soft so I think you will be comfortablethere. Have you ever had an enema before?" No, Miss Colette," Michael sighed knowing it was better to followinstructions and get this over with. "What should I do?" After getting on your knees then gently rest your head on the floor withyour chest held close to your knees, Miss Evelyn," Colette said whileopening a package with two bottles inside. "Once you. Slowly she started to tug at the sleeves of her pajamas and after the next ten minutes, her sleeves were down her shoulders and whatever dress was covering her boobs, she held it safe with her hands.When I asked her if she could remove that off too, she said to wait till I get to Chennai. When asked when she would that be, she replied she’d be there the next week, and all I had to do was while away an entire week, waiting for her to come home. A thing easily said than done. It was really hard. I am fortunate enough to attend a school that has an equal number of men and women among its student body and a large ratio of racial and ethnic minorities. Most colleges and universities across America aren’t so lucky. Most schools are overwhelmingly female and white, entrenched in feminist dogma. That’s what I rebel against in my stories which feature college men and women. In my stories, I strive to create worlds in which most people would love to live. A world where free sex and free love.