"Sweetheart?" I offered.For an instant, there was something that flashed through her eyes. It was like fear or pain. It didn't remain long enough for ...e to feel it through her like I could so many other things. Whatever it was, she didn't like "Sweetheart" for some reason."What's wrong? Why does that name bother you?" I asked.She shook her head, "It doesn't."I knew better than that. "Yes it does. I can feel your ... anxiety for the term. Was it a name you used for someone else?"She hesitated,. Dripping with sweat and cum, her bush was spread by two fingers to reveal a leaking slit of pink and pleasure.Her Hair was matted over her breast and her tits were erect and tucked neatly into the two beautiful breasts they sat on. But the one thing that set me off, the one weird wild thing about this girl was what was under her arms. Pits that had never been shaved were stuck under this girl and they screamed, ”freak” at me and made me want to fuck and suck and fuck again, but I wouldn’t get. It wasn’t, but at this point I wasn’t about to rock the boat. “Did Charles tell you how we met?” “He said you two were college roommates.” “That’s true,” said Samuel, sipping his wine. “Did he tell you about what we did in college?” “No.” Where was this going? “Charles and I worked on elevators through college. In fact, I spoke with the maintenance staff in your building about fixing the problem with the elevators breaking down so often.” My heart raced as Samuel spoke. This wasn’t going well. She lost the next two goes however and removed a stocking/hold up each time.They both threw the dice again.He got seven. She got five.Nothing happened for a second.We all sipped our drinks.All right,all right she said.Grinning she knelt up and unzipped her skirt. She removed it and was now just dressed in red bra and panties.She d****d her long blonde hair around her so it fell over her exposed breast flesh. She was clearly feeling a little self concious as she crossed her legs behind her.Tom.