It wasn't until her freshman year in college, when she first met Camilleat a sorority party, that she finally had someone to open up to. Camille knewa...l to well the difficulties that young freshmen girls sometimes went throughwhen they were away from home for the first time. Camille was an expert listener.She sympathized with the young girl and listened thoughtfully as Susan pouredout her heart over the ensuing weeks. Most of the conversations revolved aroundSusan's frustrations of being a. I so love the feeling of guilt, embarrassment and humiliation I get when I have to face a girl the next morning who I was having the most pervy wank-orgy on the night before and going up and placing Her mail on Her desk, flushing up with embarrassment as She says “thanks” and I try and say “ok” or something and just a croak comes out. Bearing in mind that as soon as I’m in the offices I’ve got an erection under my overalls. This was a difficult time to worship because I very rarely had any. Offer on the table. Liz giggled and looked at me intently. I couldn’t tell what she might be thinking, but at least her full pouty lips were curved upwards. A long minute passed and I think I was holding my breath as I held forth the apple. I panicked, thinking she was grossed out by the suggestion and started to think up some bullshit explanation that would allow us both to laugh it off. Instead, she moved to me and pushed back the hood of my cloak. I felt it tug at my wig and thought for a. I quickly told Coach that felt great and I better hit the showers. I didn't want him to see me get a hard-on. Coach told me to hit the showers.Whew! I made it back into the locker room and took off my jockstrap as my rock hard cock slapped against my stomach. I don't think Coach noticed. I grabbed my towel and went to the showers. As I was soaping up my body and cleaning my cock, I turned around to see Coach Kennedy walk into the community shower room. "Mind if I join you? The coach's shower.