He whispers, "Is this okay, baby? Does it feel good?" I only moan in reply, but he knows that I am dying for him to go on. He pushes my panties back, ...nd suddenly embarrassed, I say, "I... I'm sorry... I haven't shaved.." He only smirks and says, "That's sexy as hell." He gently presses his thumb against my swollen nub and I automatically raise my hips to meet his hand. He smiles and makes his way down and fits one finger into my tight hole. "God, baby, you are so tight." He kisses me and. Tossing fidelity to the wind, he approached her a couple of weeks later. He had never been so nervous in his entire life. She was not the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on, but she was everything he had always thought he wanted physically in a woman: toned body, not athletic; amazingly cute, not model beautiful. Her eyes were what grabbed his attention as he approached. A magnificent blue grey, the likes he had rarely seen. After only a few minutes in her presence, he found himself. Sadly, I knew what he meant. He didn't bother acting like he was searching me; he went straight to handling my tits, squeezing them and pinching them. It didn't feel good; this wasn't my game anymore it was theirs ... He put both hands under my dress and pushed me into position. He said, "We know you like it and we know you want it so just get ready for it". I pleaded with him to stop, that I didn't want to play this game, but he wouldn't. In fact, he made it clear that if I didn't let them do. " No shit? With your door open?" Yes! See? I really tried." I give you credit, Mary Ann. That was pretty gutsy. But they still didn't hear you?" No. They never came back out of Andy's room."I thought for a few moments before replying."Let me think about this, Mary Ann. I do give you a lot of credit for trying, like I said." Well Sherry, isn't it enough that I really tried?" No, Mary Ann. I'm sorry, but it isn't."I don't know what was making me hold the line I had established. I guess it was.