Her tongue let itself loose on him too. The two were just starting to make love as the bodies entangled themselves against one another. Her hands were...all over his upper body and somehow and in someway she got herself on top of him. She was all over his chest and kissing it madly as if having done it before many times over. She grew horny. He grew aroused and seeing as he was getting a little hornier he took hold of one of her hands and gently placed it down inside his legs. All activity. "That we must make love with total strangers all the time, yo," Imanaged without a grin. Either I got her totally riled now because of myinsolence, or... or crap."Come on, Jame. I don't ask you to become a saint. Most people find theninth commandment hard."Again, she made the sign of the cross over her tits. I tried to rememberthe ninth commandment. Was it the 'bear false witness', or was it the'not covet'? Not covet, right? And were the commandments even the sameanymore? Maybe now they read. The girl was kinda familiar actually. My brain clicked into gear and I tried to join in but the conversation was already fading and the girl moving on.“Who was that?” I asked Mike as soon as she was out of ear shot. “She’s in flat 5B and we went over to introduce ourselves to them last night, remember?” Mike reminded me, shaking his head. We’d only been at uni for three days but already my flat mates were getting used to my social awkwardness.That next day, Wednesday, was actually the first. She wore dark boots, purple elbow gloves and her dress, slit generously down the front to expose her midriff and cleavage, also exposed her glossy purple latex panties underneath.Rebecca threw back her hood, her eyes widening at the scene that met her. She reached back to unclip the back of her dress, which readily slid to the floor. Now clad only in boots, gloves and panties, she looked ready for action, her perky pink nipples poking out like coat-hooks.It was now obvious that Rebecca's.