Boy was that sex - oh yes and it was hot.That's one of the problems about chocolate - as if you need me to tell you - it gets hot, it melts - oh and i... gets messy - very, very messy.What was that quote of Woody Allen's - 'if it ain't messy you ain't doin' it right.'Yeah or some such thing - whatever!Let me tell you about it.Sam had read about it somewhere, some stupid article in a women's magazine. I'll give Sam that, she was adventurous. For some reason that became clearer as the evening went. But I was having so much fun and all 80 guys living in my dorm would all go on these field trips high up in the Utah Mountains and along a rushing river. In a big wide beautiful green valley and we went on some many field trips I cannot count them. But I'm glad job corps was a part of my life journey for nine month of my young life and while I was in job corps it became a coed job corps center. The girls started coming in the job corps center from all over the world. And the guys in job corps. Since you are giving yourself to me, you can remove the collar and leave anytime you want. Once you remove the collar, our contract is broken and you are once again your own person. Do you see the difference? One is forced servitude, the other is chosen submission.She nodded her head and replied “I think so.”I said “we can start our agreement, or contract, by you placing the collar around your neck. When you remove it on Monday morning it ends our agreement, or contract so to speak. Now, you. Her boobs were on my chest and we were enjoying it thoroughly. I could feel her warm breath on my face. Our tongues were playing together and our saliva passing being interchanged. I was trying to grab her boobs fully in palms; but my palms were coming short to hold such big melons. When I got completely excited, I became ready to bang her. I removed my underwear, tore her panty and humped over her. But to utter dismay, she pushed me aside and got up. She shouted at me not to proceed further.