“Haven’t you even gotten into the shower yet? Hurry up woman! We’re getting quite a crowd in the chat room and I told them you wouldn’t be lon.... Shift your ass, I want us both to make the announcement!” Quickly selecting a plain black thong, Maz headed for the shower. She quickly stripped off her clothes and slid down her still damp panties. Maz turned the shower on hot and stepped in. Her cheeks flushed as she picked the shower puff off the floor and her pulse quickened as she remembered. "Hey Stacey, wait up!" Stacey paused at the restroom door, then turned, her vision still clouded with tears, and saw Dawn Rummell running up to her. Dawn was the flip side image of Stacey -- blonde, vivacious, sparkling blue eyes, stunningly dressed, impeccably coifed, and professionally made up. Dawn was also Marty Lewis' girlfriend and was, predictably, the head cheerleader; she had also been the only woman sitting at the table before Stacey walked by. "What . . . do . . . you . . . want,". Pete answered by the intercom. "Is that you Yvette? Is that pretty Lauren there, too?" It's us. And we found a surprise on the doorstep. It appears that you have been collected one more time." Yvette chuckled. "This one might as well have been wrapped in swaddling clothes and left here in a basket."The door flew open, as a shocked seeming Pete rushed out. "What in the wide world are you going on about, Ms Dupont?" He said over the head of the little girl trembling there. He looked down and. "But like I said, DeShawn wants you to be happy, too. That's why we're here. Let's look out the window together. Look across at the football dorm."For a while we saw nothing. Amy held me close, still rubbing my crotch and licking my ear to keep me hard, as we stood in the dark. Then she said, "There!" and pointed to the open bedroom window opposite us.Through it I saw light as the bedroom door opened and a man and a woman entered. He closed the door behind them, then led her toward the window..