This was a change I had seen over her three years at Cambridge, when she wanted to, she could now not give any hint as to what was going on in her hea.... Over the years I learnt that she did have tells but it would be a long time before I beat her at cards.It was that classic feeling that somebody had been talking about us when we returned, only it was many somebodies. The room fell silent and I swear I heard eyeballs swivelling as they followed us back to our seats. Nicola sat down, I did too. John helped me get my tits back into my skirt.“Dam girl was someone chewing on your tits?” John asked as he pointed to all the red marks on my boobs.“Oh yeah, I loved that and more,” “But lets get out of here, I will tell you everything in the car,” I replied.John walked me from the restroom with my arm laced through his. I saw a couple of the guys I had sucked off telling their friends something while pointing at me. I figured they were saying something like that’s the slut who was doing us. It all started one night at a party my brother Bryan was hosting at his house. All of our friends were invited and he of course invited me since we shared the place. I put aside my studies, got dressed in something I was sure my brother would like and came downstairs before very many people had arrived. I knew he was watching me because I saw him, deep in thought and on the phone. The moment I walked in I heard him stop what he was doing and insist that he call the other person back, after. Her r****t stood over her.It was only an hour ago that Meghan was parking her car in the apartment complex garage. Meghan is 21, brown hair with a very, very, very nice set of breasts. As she exited her car and was about to lock her door, she was grabbed from behind. She felt a gun pointed at her head.“If you give me any trouble or yell, I will pull the trigger and splash your brains all over this parking lot,” he grunted, as he pushed Meghan toward the exit door. “Don’t hurt me, I won’t yell,.