. dress? No ... gown! Her hair was up and off her face, a light makeup to accentuate her dimples. Open shoes that made her look like Cinderella.She st...rted to walk down the stairs. I moved to the foot of the them to help her and I think my mouth had been wide open, because Caroline took my chin in her hand and closed my mouth and said softly to me, “See something you like?”“Ahem,” my mother said, resuming her role in this role-playing adventure we were all involved in, “You two have a good. ''As slides his hand on to my knee, ''you think so I responded?''''Yes he says,'' as he slowly rubs my thigh.''Well a girls gotta do what she's gotta do to get home, I say.''''That's right he says, there are ways to appreciate a ride home and I'm sure we can figure something out, right? he asks with a smirk on his face.''''Why not I say, if you can handle unique surprises, right; I ask?''''Absolutely he responds,'' as he slides his perverted hands into my trench coat and finds my erect lil. Although, he does make a very convincing chick. Maybe I can take him to the prom this year."Whatever...just get yourselves cleaned up before your sister gets home, and you and I will have serious talk about this later!"She stomped off. Michelle rolled her eyes, and bounced up off the bed."C'mon slut, let's turn you back into a boy."She took me by the hand to the bathroom to change. We both stripped down to our panties, and I wiped the cum off my face with a damp cloth, as Michelle searched her. As usual, this is not a fantasy story with huge cocks and tits or impossible situations, since it is a true story. But sometimes the fact that a story is true has as much impact. It's another story from my college years.In my senior year of college, I was an RA. That’s resident assistant and usually an older student who helps maintain order in their wing and orient new students. An RA also serves as sort of a counselor who freshmen students can unload on and help them through the first year.