Young men could be seen walking about, going on about their business. What a nice change. At most college campuses, male students are becoming scarce....And those who attend don’t get much out of the experience, thanks to empowered man-haters among the faculty and student body. You know what I’m talking about. You’ve seen them. If you disagree, you’re either living in denial or completely biased. I checked out the dorms. They were neat, meant to be shared by two students. I met my roommate. His. She often told me that my husband was the bar she measured other men up to. “Absolutely not!” I said. “Calm down”, it was just a thought, he reassured me. A few weeks later, while planning my husband’s fortieth birthday, I remembered the conversation we had that night. He hadn’t brought it up again but Kate and I were drinking wine going over party arrangements and she asked me what I was getting him for his birthday. Without thinking I said, “Well he wants you, can I give him you?” “What!”. He had no problem returning the kiss or the tongue invasion in kind. This is a gorgeous young woman."Chelly, leave the poor man alone. He's been on the road all day," came from the direction of the house. "He's barely got out of his truck. Good god girlie, you need to get a room."She pulled her face back breaking the kiss and looking over her shoulder retorted, "I don't think you'd approve of what would be happening in that room mom."Then turning around, looked lovingly into his eyes, and. "Here Jenny love take this length of rope and tie your panties tight," Jason said. David looked up at the brother and sister, now wondering if he would survive this night. Jennifer was acting strangely, like nothing he'd seen before. Gone was the bossy, bitchy attitude and it was now replaced with a complete adoring submissiveness. David could only watch as Jason walked up next to the bed and reached down for his dick again. David was determined not to go along with Jennifer or her queer.