~*~*~ Gabriel took the stairs one at a time careful to step over the old and noisy stairs. He got to the top of the staircase and listened to the soun... of hisheart hammering in his chest. He took a deep stilling breath and realized he smelled like alcohol. For an instant he thought about turning around and going back downstairs, but quickly dismissed the idea. If he didn’t do it now, he wouldn’t do it at all. He took three steps toward Desiree’s door and his heart quickened when he realized it. I looked up into his face and he was grinning from ear to ear. With a quick motion, I slid the zipper of his fly down and reached inside his trousers. He did nothing at all to stop me. My roving hand soon encountered the lump, a smooth long piece of hard flesh with a big knob on the end.With a little effort, and some help on his part, I was able to free it from its prison in his trousers.I looked down at it in the dim light from the room behind him and was mesmerized by this wonderful. As was usual, the four girls fussing about him had keptAdam on the defensive, unable to question anything that they asked him todo. From this point, as usual the girls started to refer to himconstantly as Dina, having not used his own name at all prior to that.Once the pause to dry his nails gave time to think, Adam had subtlely runhis fingers along the sheer stockings and greatly enjoyed the feel. Itgave him a strong sense of anticipation as to what they would expect himto wear on top. He did. He said, "I think that skirt is a little too long. Why don't you try rolling the waistband under a time or two like the girls do? You have beautiful legs. I'm sure that would look great."I kept my eyes on the ground and reached down with shaking hands and right there in front of at least fifty students I rolled my waistband under to please a student. I was dying inside. My heart was beating so hard it hurt. I was so upset that I didn't even pay any attention to where the hem of my skirt was. I.