We surreptitiously lean against each other enjoying the warmth and silent sharing. I chuckle and turn to lean against the door frame. She is behind me...and to my right. Still chatting but I can feel her full attention on me. We are close. My arm & hand is against the doorframe. She pushs back against me again and I slide my hand over her side and down towards her arse. Gently cupping and caressing as I move my hand over her, I feel her tense under me. I shift and move away moving further across. It starts to taper off after day three and I’m pretty much over it by day 5.”“Do have everything you need? Tampons, pads ... Midol?”“Yeah I have everything. I don’t take anything for it -- nothing seems to help.”“Do you get cramping?” She nodded. “Are you having cramps now?”“Uh-huh.” She kissed my cheek. “I love you. I love it that you care about my body.”“Of course I care about you and your body.”The program ended and we headed to bed. I stripped to my briefs and slid between the sheets.. In addition to that I had to keep my mind on my studies which, under the circumstances I found hard to do.Stunned by the story Marcia told me of how she and two other American girls—the daughters of families on a business mission for an American rubber company—were kidnapped and repeatedly gang raped, I tried to juxtapose the forced sex in Southeast Asia to the gangbang that went on in the fraternity house. It was becoming obvious that the later was influenced by the former. What I couldn’t. Although she was very tight, the lubrication of the saliva and her own juices helped him open her up and penetrate her depths. When he managed to push it inside completely he embraced her tightly and remained still for a while, hearing her constant little cries. He then said, "My Darling! Get ready. We are going to enjoy the most pleasurable few minutes. Wrap your legs aroung me and try to move along with me." He covered her mouth with his and started his thrusts, gradually building up the.