With Tim, she felt comfortable. They had many of the same interests, and they could easily talk to each other. But with Greg she felt something totall... different. She felt sexual, and much more primal. She wanted nothing more than for him to take her right then and there. As she stepped close to him he said, “hey, what are you doing tomorrow night?” “I don’t think anything…maybe starting to pack to go home for spring break.” “Well, now that finals are over, we are having a big party at Jared’s. I had seen her earlier with her husband and young son. She was a typical housewife & mother, rather plain but not unattractive, slim with short dark hair, wearing a one piece swimsuit. She entered the cubicle and positioned herself in full view. The top aperture was level with the top of her swimsuit which would give a good view of her personal wares. She slowly lowered the straps of her swimsuit pulling them down to her waist exposing her petite but sexy firm breasts. I had a terrific view of. There is no way you could get woman to wear such anitem today, or even an outfit like this one. It was almost like the malefashion designers were requiring such restrictive and frivolous outfitsfor women just to keep them in their place. It was hard to imagineseeing yourself as anything but a man's plaything or servant in theseget-ups.Once I had the food and table ready, I called the ladies in. We sataround the table, just talking like we would in any situation. But withalmost every time I. It’s what he does. Forget about anything he might have said. He just wanted to fuck you.” “Don’t use that vulgar language please!” she spat. “It doesn’t matter how I say it,” I said, “It doesn’t change the truth.” Tracy started whimpering and I put my arms around her. She cried against my shoulder for a while and then I walked her home. We went right to Candy and Tracy told her everything that happened. Candy got really quiet and her breath hissed in and out of her nose. “That guy is such a.