And Iwasn't all that sure that my success couldn't be laid at the door ofbeginner's luck.I walked through the supermarket trying to get inspired by so...ething. Butwhat usually worked so easily for me brought no success this time. Did itall depend on the fact that I'd been wearing a skirt? I nearly believedthat it did.Unconsciously I stopped in front of the cosmetics. Hmm, this nail polishalmost had the same color as one of my tights. In a flash I picked up thelittle bottle and took it to the. All the way in…I could feel the ridges of his cock inside me….I could feel his heartbeat inside me…I could feel the end of it pushing against my guts…..I thought it was in me so far it was between my tits inside me….seriously I wanted to sit there and breath for a minute but he began grinding me. Oh god I could feel every swirl and all the way up to the end of his cock and I could feel his gyrations spreading against the inside of my pussy all the way up. It was the best….then he grabbed my. It was no secret, this kind of discreet study room was open 24 hours a day but very few students visited here. Like very few others, I often visited here in the wee hours of the night to get away from my friends, who were doing a lot for the social life of their fellow students instead of the academic studies. They were far more dedicated to the pursuit of happiness through the booze, young pussy or the ass instead of being interested in their future. Like me those who visited here, told no one. "Mum told me "Jonathan will do the tapes and video this weekend andhopefully hypnotise you on Monday so you can listen to the tapes andwatch the video from then on, in the meantime you can read Nichola'sdiary's to see the way she writes and thinks - Oh and once you get homeyou will have to practice your new signature."As you can gather for things to happen within the six-week time we had,things had to be really organised. Having a surgeon for a new Dadcertainly helped in this department!Amy.