I went intocounterattack and tickled her. We were soon wrestling,trying to stop each other. Finally I told her that Iwould tie her hands if she didn&#...217;t stop tickling me. Shepromised, but when I released her hands, she did itagain.“Ok, I will tie you then,” said I.“How? There is here nothing to tie me with.”I looked around, and really, there was no rope in theroom. I had a good idea though, and took the leatherbelt from my trousers.“I will tie you with. Finals were not that far away and, with my heavy class load, I was feeling the pressure.Maria and Henny were also going home for the Mothers Day weekend and we all sat one night telling "Mom" stories. Henny talked with such reverence about her Mother it was hard to believe it was the same Henny who talked her down during our freshman year. The change that she went through later that year had something to do with her Mom, but she never spilled the beans, even when we each told insider family. At 6 foot 4 inches he was built like a football player and a sufficiently different example of the male type from as to almost seem not to be of the same sex as Tim. Leslie was partnered with Dave, a gorgeous Hispanic guy with a mop of black wavy hair, dark smoldering eyes and the body of an athlete. They made Leslie and Tim laugh and, soon, all four became friends.Through all the rehearsals and the first show they kissed quite a few times but made nothing of it. Leslie and Tim were still. We carried our clothing into Jackie's bedroom. As we lay together, I kissed her and my hand found the opening between her legs. Her hips began to twitch, and I moved down her body. As it became clear where my mouth was going, she gasped. “I hope you don't dislike that,” I said to Jackie. “I'm certainly willing to try it again,” she replied. “The only man willing to try it, well, I did not get much out of it.” It became clear that I was an improvement, from the way Jackie's hand.