Paul frantically reached behind his back with both hands, trying to grip the ends of the cincher to undo the hooks. snap, snap, snap! Three more hooks...coupled with three more eyes. Damn! snap, snap ... His gloved fingers just couldn't get a grip! snap! Nor did it seem like he could budge the cincher at all. snap! He pushed and twisted, but he couldn't even undo the first hook.Paul let go and tried to twist around to see if he could see what was going on. Snap! The first hook had moved to the. He quickly went back to his packing."What will you be doing with your stash?" he asked Casey, avoiding eyecontact.Casey pulled the box from under the bed. He looked at it for a whileand then got some tape and sealed it up. Phil heard what he had done."If you take it with you, then it's your problem alone. If your newroomie finds it..." he decided to leave the rest of the sentence toCasey to mull over.Phil had been quicker to pack his things and was ready to go when Mikearrived to help. Valerie sat on a padded stool, stripped down to her knickers, tights andbrassiere."You'll have to take off the tights sweetheart; the Finishing School isone of the few places left that mandates stockings as part of theiruniform." You've read the code of conduct I take it?" Pauline asked."Yes I have. I think it goes something like this: 'Hosiery: sheer tightsmay be worn in place of stockings after school tuition hours and onweekends but stockings only are to be worn when in uniform in public'.. He tricked me into holding his lovely hard big, sweet thick long cock. I hated myself for even thinking of his cock like that. I love my husband and this was just sick, it was a huge mistake.I know that I never would have cheated on Peter. I mean masturbating with a fantasy of two men was one thing, but doing it and with two strangers was another. I always fantasized when I masturbated of it being Peter and one of his friends, not strangers. I never really felt or thought that it would really.