How the hell did Santu become friends with this babe, I thought.But I reasoned that if anyone had a chance, it would be Santu because he was the colle...e playboy. When we were roommates, he had taken pity on me and called an Asian hooker, to help me lose my virginity.I walked up to Nishi, feeling very confident in my 3-piece navy suit. I’m tall, fair, and smart looking. I joined her group, admiring her sexy moves, and she teased me with her grinding. When she turned, her silky hair swung and. I didn’t know how to react. I just tried to ignore them but the pictures were very tempting. Slowly they became the source for my masturbation. I felt bad for him and sent him a close up picture of my nipple so that if anyone else sees it they might not know that was me.This continued for a week. He used to send me at least one picture every day. I used to send him closeup pictures of my boobs and tummy everyday. I knew what I was doing was wrong but it turned me on and gave me immense. "There." She flipped up her skirt to show off her number.A skinny kid with short hair and black-framed glasses peeked around the doorway. I imagined his picture in the dictionary next to the word 'geek.' "Hey, Felice. What's your number?"Felice lifted her skirt.The geek's eyes bugged out. "Hey, we're a match!" His smile could have illuminated the darkest forest. He held out his hand.Felice crossed her arms across her chest. "I'm sorry, Herbert, but I'm not going." But you have to come. I'll be. Nice.As she showed me around, I was mostly interested in her, her boobs, legs, ass, nice ass, I must tell you. Two or three times I think she kind of figured I was checking her out and got a little smile, then she would continue on.After they left, I set up a movie for the boys and went off to further explore the house. In her bedroom, there were several pictures of Dianne and as I looked at each one, thoughts of her naked and me fucking her on her bed drifted through my mind. Hell, I'm.