Can’t afford to have two bad exams as I would probably end up failing the course.I reached into my backpack and pulled out my iPad. The club had WiF... so I looked up some of the older exams and began studying them. I tuned out the music and turned up the brightness on my iPad to compensate for the darkness.I was about a half hour into my studying when I sensed a presence in front of me. In the dim light I could make out a pair of long tanned legs that only ended at a very short frilly skirt.. I remembered it because of the great prank some students from the California Institute of Technology would pull, altering a carefully planned placard display, set up by the Washington cheerleaders, where people in the stands held up placards in a coordinated display to create huge words and pictures. The Cal Tech students stole and re-did the printed instruction sheets, thus altering the displays. The most obvious of which, and the one that truly showed it to be a prank and not just bad. My worst nightmares were on display for the world to see live. My dead men were being transferred to the hearse, the severely injured being rushed into the trauma center.I asked the doctor about the condition of the first three men sent in. He shook his head and said, “It was too late, the injuries too severe.”“I need to see the bodies, NOW,” I replied.A Mossad agent walked me to the morgue. I needed to verify who had died and that there was no mix up.Tom, Alan and Walter - as I suspected -. .The tease , she gasped " more more harder." groaning thrusting her aching breast into the hand which responded now with feverish pressure as the other hand clamped on her other breast.She moaned sighed pushed in to the hands, peter was excelling himself it felt like these hands where touching breasts for the first time , pummelling squeezing teasing kneeding.."My pussy" she moaned it needs your hand "please" she begged.The hands froze then withdrew , a pause ."please my pussy i need to feel.