I am still tired from last night. It was the wildest frat party of the year. I was there with my girlfriends, Lynn Payton and Maria Castello.We are we...l known as the 'blowjob muske-tits', the three busty oral queens of the University. I disliked the nickname at first, but I got used to it and find it funny now.My name is Camille McCarthy, I am a coed at a large University in the West Coast. I am considered beautiful a Tall blonde with short stylish hair and bright green eyes. I confess I'm. A lightblue t-shirt and she was ready. She smoothed it over her waist. Yearsof corset training had left her with gorgeous curves. Plopping on thebed, she put on some ankle socks and her sneakers.She grabbed the hamper and took it to the boy's rooms. Tommy's rathergrimy t-shirt reminded her to get laundry going this morning. Shewrinkled her nose at the smell of Tommy's room. "That boy," she huffed.Thinking back to her own boyhood, she laughed at how unkempt she'd beentoo. The usual. She had lived in the condo for only a month when she finally came to terms with the fact that it was not the right place for her German shepherd. He needed room to run, so, as much as she had hated to do it, she took him out to her parents’ home in the country. She still had his shock collar and leash in the drawer.When she turned around with the collar in her hands, Paul’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head! She noticed his cock nearly jumped out of the front of his pants as well. He had. I wrote him and told him it was ok that he didn’t needto explain anything to me, And I thanked him for takingthe time to answer me. Two minutes later the computerbeeps and I have another email from him. I open it andhe asked if I was afraid to talk to him, he asked me formy wife’s name! I write him back and tell him that my wife’s name isJill and that I’m not afraid to correspond with him. Wewrite each other back and forth for an hour, I found outhis name is James and he.