Past all the tenant´s storage-rooms and into the laundry-room. The good new was that all four machines were vacant. The bad news was that the homeles... man that the landlord let stay in the basement, in return for doing odd jobs, also was there. He was usually friendly, but far from always very clean. Today he was, however. Probably been to the Church-center down the block. “i can do the laundry for you, for a few coins or sumpthin..” he said. Amelie smiled quickly, with her mouth only. No. "Good morning Jen. Nice skirt, shows your lovely legs off really well. Stand up, give us a twirl." I was no longer in control of my body, I fought against whatever malignant force was driving me, but I couldn't win. I slowly rose from my chair and stood in front of him. "Good girl, let's have a look at the back, turn round for me Jen." As if in a trance, I turned my back knowing his gaze was on my arse. "Lovely Jen, lovely. Now bend over a little, lets see those knickers." I bent forward. She came in directly and saw what i was doing. I know she was angry and i requested her not to tell my parents. She replied ok but only if i answer correctly to her questions. I said ok. . So she started to enquire whether i was staring at her boobs! I kept quiet for few seconds and said yes. . She laughed. . Again she asked why i touch her hand during movie. Then i told her that i like her and want her badly to have sex. Then she slapped hardly and left. Next day i did not go out of my room.. . SIN' always felt guilty even a little dirty as soon as her hormones subsided. (Unlike her friend who had no reservations about screwing anyone, anytime, anywhere... even in public!)After such a random pick up and sex, SIN' would secretly vow, "That's it... no more... I can't do this again." It felt good while screwing but the recriminations afterward where not to her liking. Like the vast majority of women, SIN' wanted one experienced erection (and the man attached to it) to fuck repeatedly.