Mindlessly, I opened the last box. It contained a series of books--all ofthem dedicated to becoming a perfect sissy or a full-fledged cock slutand cum...dump. There were books on makeup, fashion design, female graceas well as deep throat techniques, advanced bondage concepts and a booktitled "Animal Husbandry for the Kinky Farmer."Suddenly my office computer started flashing. It read "Turn on yourphone, slut!" I didn't even think of ignoring the command as I watchedmy computer begin to. On those occasions, Julie showered me with attention. She prepared meals fit for a king and as soon as we had eaten she almost dragged me into her bedroom.Sue also was attentive. She was like a teenager desperate for attention and love. I was accustomed to sex daily but the situation with Sue was becoming ridiculous. She expected multiple sessions each night. Her desire for sex appeared to be insatiable. Often she would wake me in the middle of the night for sex.Often I had felt neglected in. .on Saturday. To this day, they still did as far as he's concerned and he and I are still best friends. I'm fairly certain that wouldn't be the case if he knew the rest of this story though. Yes, I know it's messed up and that I'm a major asshole, but that's probably one of the reasons why it was and still is so hot for both Nancy and I.It was about 9PM when Nancy showed up at my dorm. She was wearing pretty simple jeans and a t-shirt and had an overnight bag with her that I realized she had. My sheer tan pantyhose went on next, slowly sliding up my smooth legs.I put on my short silk dressing gown and returned to the bathroom for a final touchup on my hair and makeup, with a couple of squirts of "Charlie" perfume, and the doorbell rings! It's 6:50, and Phil is ten minutes early! Arrrgh! I'm not ready yet!!! (Hint to all you guys: NEVER arrive early!! Better to be on time or a couple of minutes late, even if you have to sit outside in the car for a few minutes!)I go over and open.