“Oh my god. Leila!” Delia and Leila were two peas in a pod. They met first semester of community college and Delia was a campus slut. Leila was fr...endly with her but rarely went out with her, since she was trying hard to reform her bad girl ways. But she could relate and she was more than willing to share her own slutty past over drinks. But when some guy would hit on them, Delia would go off and fuck and Leila would go to her place and hit the books or watch TV. She didn’t miss those times.. Back to the old routine, go out thereand make the big bucks. F Troop back to normal, Sir! Simple, right?After the most mind-blowing weekend of my life - as 'Lisa' - it wasanything but. Identity Crisis? Don't even go there! This wasn't theMonday from Hell; this was Hell - all seven levels of it.The First Level of Hell was waking up alone. I had taken my beautifulgirlfriend back to her place after our erotic dinner."Baby, I have to go to work at the club," she had chided softly, "andyou have to. . and then, there are women you fuck."After dinner they retired to another room for brandy and more talk. Still Stuart hardly paid Midge any attention. It put an unspoken damper on the evening's activities. Eventually Midge rose and excused herself.Seeing that the evening had turned out to be a dud, Russell and his little friend did the same and left arm in arm, headed for the former's bedroom.Lucille was puzzled."You didn't seem to find my friend very attractive," she said."Quite the opposite.. They did have two plates of food on the counter but were not interested in eating the food so much as they were each other. linda was dressed in a small nighty and no panties she was pinned against the counter by lori. linda had spread her legs and linda was grinding her thigh against lindas pussy. for the few seconds before they realized I was there they treated me to a kissing show I would not forget. linda was in a small sheer silk top and stiletto heels but nothing else. her large round.