As Ashley’s hand slowly stroked my cock, she pushed me up to the glass, revealing a carpeted room with no furniture. There were three women in the r...om, a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead. They were all naked, and had the bodies of supermodels. Red was curled up on the floor, sleeping. Blond was crawling around on her hands and knees, seeming restless, but also seeming unable to figure out what to do. Brunette was sitting and was idly chewing on a Popsicle stick, looking bored. ‘What… what did. The conversation goes well and I find myself not even wanting to look at the other women in the restaurant. Although dinner itself is poor, I make her laugh and inquire about her knee. She tells me that her knee is okay but her neck is sore. We had planned for me to do acupuncture on her knee but II said I'd take a look at her neck when we finished dinner.We end up back at her place and I tell her to lie down on her bed. I start massaging her neck and shoulders but the clothes she's wearing. ..dormitory 2?" I answered nervously, frantically looking through the many papers I was holding.She tried to hide her smirk, unsuccessfully. "It would help if you were in the right building."She could clearly see how stressed I was, and unlike most of the other staff I had met, she actually met my anxiety with sympathy rather than irritation. The library wasn’t too busy when I arrived. Only a few students doing a bit of cramming before the weekend, and one that looked to be using a history. You know I’d never call you slutty or nasty or some of those other things, except maybe jokingly. But threatening, yeah. To me... to us, actually.” “You’d find me posing naked with other men threatening? To us?” “Yeah, a little. It’s a very intimate thing.” “Oh, Davey! You’re my intimate thing! I don’t give a damn about anybody that Derek might hire to pose; the rest of this is just a job, a way to make some pretty easy money without busting my ass to do it.” “Well, I do love your ass; I’d hate.