I asked the dorm mother what she wanted me to do. When she told me to put my hands above my head, I felt my cock start to get hard. She noticed it, to.... "Oh, the thought intrigues you, does it?" she asked as a smile crept across her face. I answered her by laying flat on my back and putting my hands above my head. When I did, my hands brushed across something in the wall. I looked up to see a ring fastened to the wall at the head of the bed. She got on the bed and stood over me as she fastened. . niece? Oh!" She had used her part time job at the school district to file some paperwork for Janet, shortly before her vacation. "Hey! I could've gotten in trouble for that!" "Not really." Janet placated, "We had you covered, just in case." The meeting moved on to other matters. As they were leaving, Janet gave Vicki a folder and a couple of books. "Just some light reading," she grinned. Vicki got home, and noticed that she had a phone message. She looked at the ID, and briefly panicked at. " She took another large swig of her drink before she carried on, "Thisman was the oldest and the crudest of the gang, he looked at me bent overthe bed with his workmates hands just up under my skirt, he laughed ashe said; What have we here? Is it your typical lonely housewife in needof a good shagging? He came up to the other side of the bed facing me;well sweetheart if your husband can't get it up and your under used cuntwants a fucking you've come to the right place." Her eyes flicked up. She continued on with the roll.Two seats over, Veronica Alvarado stared at Mike. 'He's a boy?' she kept asking herself.Mike was one of those men, like Brahms, who looked, by nature, effeminate. Brahms couldn't grow any whiskers until he was thirty and was teased for years about it. He worked in a brothel filled with rough sailors; that didn't help the effeminate Brahms. Once he could grow a beard, he did, and never shaved it. Mike could very well suffer the same fate.There was something else.