You know it, right?” Dee said as she pulled a tee-shirt over her head, still in my arms.“Yeah! That’s a great place, Dee!” I said excitedly an... kissed her on her lovely, pouty lips before helping her on with another pair of pajamas.“Be ready at 8 bro, Ok?” Dee asked with a smile and hugged me tight before stepping out of the room. I followed her out, staring at the lovely way her round ass cheeks swayed with every step she took. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand as we took the stairs. That was all part of the deal, too; the teenagers upstairs would be abuzz over her little adornment...You have to think about these things -- or at least, I do. Psych warfare isn't something you just do off the cuff. Every move needs to be thought about -- or you send the wrong message; every situation has nuances. I knew I wasn't going to get it right one hundred percent of the time, so I was going to have to build up an excess of respect that I could draw upon to cover screw-ups. I waited. He didn't send me a birthday wish, the fuck. Well, we were both really busy in school, even though Tony complained a lot. He was getting a little depressing.Then, suddenly I realized Barbara and I were holding hands when we walked to class and kissing when we said goodnight. By Christmas we were lovers and I was giving and getting more sex than I thought possible. We switched things around when we got back for Winter Session and roomed together. We stayed that way until they kicked us out of. If you had known my wife you would never guess how seductive and wild she can be. I began to remember all the good times we had when we were younger. I used to love it when we had that drive to do something so taboo at a moment’s notice. A few seconds later I walked over toward my wife, and I began to kiss her gently on the back of the neck. A cool breeze now blew against her neck, while I gently nibbled on each of her ear lobes. She loves it when I do that, and she quickly felt goose bumps.