Good we werent in any trouble, it was just people playing the game. When one of them found Jamie, she said she just ran in that room laughing when she...saw them. The two guards took her away accepting her story, and leaving the rest of us where we were. After they left Ashley, Jeremy, and I began laughing again. My ass is so sore. You guys were beating me hard. She said snickering. She went over to the window where there was more light and she lifted up the bottoms of her shorts so she could see. In fact all the girls I’d seen had been on the lean and attractive side, making me wonder if Janice had had more applications to select from than she’d been letting on.“Why should I?”“Well it’s up to you,” I kept the smile going, “you could discuss it with your roommates, when they get here.” Frances had sorted them four to a room by year.“What about ‘Room I can’t fucking think of a name for’, then?”“You can make up the sign in Art class,” I suggested. “Don’t forget you’ll have to write it down. My wife made a comment that he was very good looking and she would bet the girls were keeping his cock hard all the time. I asked her if she would like to make his cock hard as well. She looked a little shocked and then asked if I would have a problem with that. I thought about it for about 1 second and said, you obviously want to and that if youre going to fuck some 18 year old, that it would be better if we didnt know him personally, I would watch and maybe give direction. She immediately. But while Amanda was fierce, she wasn’t Steve Rodgers.So, instead, she just ended up collapsed against the bag, hanging off of it – her back curving and her cute rump thrusting out. Sweat caused her shorts to get slick enough to cling like a second layer of skin. I bit my lower lip hard enough to almost draw blood as I watched her pant and puff and glisten.Fucking hell, I thought.“Hey, slut-cakes.” Amanda’s voice came out somewhere between machine gun growl and imminent nuclear melt down. I.