I toweled off, put my robe on and headed back to Alyssa's room. As I was reaching for the door handle I heard a familiar voice at the end of the hall...."I had a great time last night, I'll call you later!" he said.I turned and looked and saw Stephanie dressed just in a pair of shorts, kissing the redheaded girl I saw her with last night. I just stood and stared as she walked out of the dorm. I ran down to my old room outraged by what I just saw. "What do you think you're doing? Who was that?" He. Apparently, it is not masculine to say that a husband nurses his wife. There are other women here who also have milk, and none of those women have had babies – well, other than Diana. Arlene is, after all, Diana’s daughter and Susan’s granddaughter. Arlene said she would explain, but so far we have not had the time. I admit that I find it very sexually stimulating to think about having my husband nurse milk from my breasts.”“I ... I do not know what to say,” Aiko almost whispered. “Everything. We were sitting on the floor playing this dice game called” LeftCenterRight”. As the game continued and we got tipsy, the conversation got on to sex. Somebody suggested that rather than playing for dollars, we should play for removal of pieces of clothing. In no time, we were all naked. Jean had a really nice body: thin, no gut, small tits, shaved. Mary was heavier but not bad: big tits, little potbelly, with a golden brown bush. Jeff was kind of tall and thin with a cock that looked small but. Any one of you would clearly have been a worthy contender in my No Strings Challenge all by yourself. Collectively, though, I'm not sure I would have survived to write about it. I'll be having fantasies about what might have happened here tonight for the rest of my life anyway. I imagine, you're all going to be huge successes in the movies too. I know I'll be watching for your scenes."They answered in unison, "Thank you, Mr. Charley. Please let us know if you change your mind." Ever since I was.