"Hmm. We need some music, but I don't have a stereo, or even a radio in my dorm room. I wonder if I could get us into the music department somehow. Th...re's a jukebox in the student union, but that's way too public to try to learn to dance." I've got a stereo in my room. We could use it." Problem solved.Dee smiled. "That's perfect! Let's go." She grabbed her backpack, took my arm, and we went to my dorm room. I was to find out later she had this all planned out, including the items in her. Nasreen studying for her 10th class examinations in private as her parents didn’t allow her to go to school. She had her friend called Nasibah who was also writing her 10th class exam in private and was 18 years old. Nasibah was a very homely girl and never use to look into anyone eyes, especially men when her parents were around. A few months went on like that and my landlord started to like me a lot…of course for the kind of rent they were getting and also that I was a well mannered person.. I dropped to my knees and started sucking his cock enjoying the taste of his precum mixed with my nectar. After a few sucks, I got up on the chair and positioned myself to face Jessica and Sam. I guided Steve cock into my rosebud. Earlier while Steve was fucking me, he pressed his thumb into my welcoming anus. His action drove me wild with anticipation and desire for his cock in my ass. Slowly I lowered myself onto his stiff cock, Steve eagerly reached around me finding my clit. He moved his. I protested, saying anything I thought would change her mind. But she held firm, saying she would always love me and hoped we could still be friends, but we couldn't be lovers anymore.I experienced my first real heartbreak that day, and I'm sure it wasn't her first, but she did too. I was devastated and depressed for months, but eventually, I came to understand she was right, and over the years I truly came to appreciate everything I learned from Mrs. Z. She helped me recognize and understand.