One door led to a set of stairs and the other to the kitchen, two bedrooms, a bathroom and a large store room. Upstairs was a short hall. The room fac...ng the hall was a communal bathing room. It even had two flushers inside the door in alcoves and the bathing chamber behind the third inner door.A second hall ran down the centre and had four doors on each side. The room closest to the stairs had three double bunks, the cheap room. The next two had just the double bed, and the last was the. Her hard clit wasn’t very large but I could get it past my lips to where I could suck on it and rub it with my tongue at the same time. I moved my hands along the sides of Summer’s body and traced my fingertips over her breasts. She was rather flat chested but she had the hardest little nipples which I rolled and squeezed with my fingertips. Summer had a quiver throughout her body which I knew was experiencing a nice orgasm. I glanced up to look at the expression on her face then glanced over. Telling my friends, I walked out and went round the back of the club, where everyone went, and tried to light a fag. That nice bloke followed me out and took my cigarette off me, lit it and passed it back, he made a comment and I laughed.On closer inspection if I’d been single I could have easily gone back to his place. As we smoked I leaned against a wall to steady myself as I smoked, he was really close as he made me laugh, and a decent bloke I thought. When we’d finished I threw my cig away.. They’re all gibbering wimps when the feminists are in town. In Britain, men respect women but we don’t bow to them as we would before God Himself. A woman isn’t a god. She isn’t a superhuman. She eats, drinks, pisses, shits, sleeps, farts, burps and eventually dies, just like a man. Someone should tell the psychologically and spiritually gelded human males of America this fundamental truth about the state of the affairs between the sexes. I mean, seriously. American colleges and universities.