She had rarely masturbated before, she told me, though she was in her twenties. But while reading my stories, she had pleasured herself, again and aga...n; even cumming three times one evening before passing out and waking in a soaked bedsheet with one of the stories.She sent me her picture; in fact, she sent me several pictures; of her alone and some with her and some friends. She was an absolute knockout! She had already told me how she was very petite, and had an olive complexion, dark hair. After a few seconds I had a chance to glance over Mrs. Roberts shoulder. She couldn't see Stephanie behind her and was far too into her fucking. I saw that Steph was really turned on but didn't know what to do. She knew she had a responsibility. I then saw her head lean down and whisper something into Hailey's ear. Hailey responded with a thumbs up, as if she was complying with something. Steph took that as the cue and took her hands off the girls eyes and took off the headphones. The girl. "My panties, please." Yes, Mistress."I got her satin panties and then helped her to step into them. She pulled them teasingly up her legs and over the garter belt, putting on a sexy little show for me. Whenever Carolyn wore panties, she always made it a habit to wear them on the outside of the garter belt so that accessibility for sex would be easier. There'd been one night when she had met a man in a lounge, and they'd gone outside to the dark alleyway in the back and had sex. He had made her. She sat behind her desk."I'm Magdeline Hubert, Dean of Women. I'll come right to the point."University rules prohibit noisy gatherings and disorderly behavior in the dormitories. I have had a complaint of noisy, late-night parties in your dorm. One complaint has mentioned your room as a place where parties are held each weekend. What can you tell me about this?"Anne looked at me. "You start," I said.She said, "We have heard fairly loud parties on Friday and Saturday nights for the past several.