It would be better if he turned right and went over the railroad tracks rather than continue onto the dirt road, but he wanted to know whose ass his s...ster was checking out. The girl turned back as soon as his tires hit the dirt. Deana lowered her window and said, “Hey, girl.”His pulse quickened. Rhina White smiled and put her crossed arms on Deana's door. “Deedee, how are you?”Her tits rested on her arms, and the spaghetti string top gave his eyes full access to her chocolate cleavage, but not. ” How could I ever even begin explaining this to him?But before I could say anything else, he gasped and lurched forward, so I knew he had just cum. My eyes locked on him. I couldn't see his body but his face said it all. After what seemed like an eternity, his body finally relaxed as he collapsed back onto his bed, still covered with the comforter. He was truly upset with me and really embarrassed.“Get the hell out of here,” he said, sounding as if he wanted to cry.“I'm sorry, David,” I said,. He asked what I was waiting for. I asked him if he could leave for just a minute, so I could use the toilet. He reminded me that for the next 48 hours, I was going to be on display totally, and told me to use it with him there. I couldn't do that. He told me to SIT!, so I sat on the toilet. I just couldn't pee with him watching. He told me to either do it or be aware that 48 hours could become indefinite. I sat there embarrassed and miserable, and finally, after a long time, it began to trickle. "Damn. Now, who fucked me last night?" He rubbed his head. His dorm flat wasn't really the type to party that hard, and even so, he usually remembered what happened before he went to bed. He also didn't consider himself the "slut" of his roommates, but every so often this sort of thing happened to him.Not bothering to get dressed just yet, he stood up and wobbled in place until he got his balance. He parted two segments of the Venetian blinds and his grin widened. Massive flakes of snow were.