Elisha was a freshman student at the university who had signed up late and missed out on a place at the dorms. The student union had helpfully pointed...her to the ad that Jamie and his housemates had placed in the university paper for a flatmate. His flatmates had all been guys up until that point and Elisha sure had brightened up the place. She’d gone on a few dates with Louis, the guy who lived in the room next to Jamie’s and he’d heard the bedsprings straining under the weight of the pair of. You want her shakenup, disoriented, in a state of shock. Take your time,enjoy yourself, do her nice and slow, and nasty. Finally, make her want to keep your secret. Videotape,Polaroids, Blackmail and Coercion. Once you’ve got therape on film, she will do anything to keep it a secret. Now here is the critical part. That’s when you tell herto make love to you for the camera, to smile and suck,and fuck you with abandon. Tell her it’s the only way tokeep anyone from seeing her. He could feel her breath on his shiny and swollen head. Rachel grinned and sent a wisp of her warm breath to caress the shaft of his cock. Anthony knees buckled.Rachel pouted, “I want a big load of cum from you. Can Auntie Rachel get a big load from your big cock all for herself, Anthony?”“Yes! I can come just for you,” he gasped as another shiver shot through his body.Rachel picked up one of her stilettos and cooed, “Fuck Auntie Rachel’s sexy shoe, Anthony. Fuck it good and hard and fill it. .. well, queer was an out of date word. Gay? He snorted. What did the dresser have to be happy about? AIDS?But the boy stood there staring and the manager wondered if he should go over and say something. That particular mannequin had been dressed today in a silken ecru blouse, with a short, short skirt of woolen tweed in navy, with green and red plaiding stripes. She wore bone colored pumps and clutched a vinyl ecru purse to her plaster bosom. Her wig today was that hideous shade of red that no.