He thought he was the only one. You see I left this one part out. On one drunken night my sophomore year I discovered something that fulfilled the voi... I felt sexually. In a bathtub with my friends drunken roommate, I had the most tantalizing, shriek inducing orgasm I had ever experienced, with another girl. When I tell you shriek inducing, I mean my neighbors knocked on the door to check on me. They were a bit surprised when I answered the door wrapped in the same towel as another girl. Fast. ‘You cant write’ I reminded him, he had cut his right arm- which was the one he used to write. ‘Damn, you’re right. Help me out would you?’ He held up the chart and with his help I managed to fill out his information, I had just finished when the curtain was pulled open and I looked up to see Ade standing there with a professional expression. ‘Hey Ade.’ I smiled, she looked up and blinked before her face settled into a smile. ‘What are you doing here?’ She asked as she stepped in and pulled. No hangover yet, still the same night then. “Ah, so you are awake then?” comes a voice. It’s a man’s voice, rough and gentle at the same time, deep and husky. My skin crawls at the arousing sound, my body clenching in all the right places. Good God, surely it’s illegal to have a voice that sexy! I don’t know the voice or who it belongs to, but it sounds familiar somehow, like I’ve heard it somewhere before, somewhere perhaps in a dream. “Are you comfortable enough?” it’s that voice again, my. I'd tried to reason with Momma that it wasn't necessary to go all outsince there was only a month left. But she was insisting for some reason.Stepping out of my room I spotted everyone sitting around in the livingroom."Momma, what do you think of Aunt Edith?" asked Rachel holding Ginger inher lap. The rest stepped to the sides and I almost gasped seeing her inuniform for the first time. Her hair in the prescribed pigtails. Hershort skirt at midthigh, white knee socks, two-inch-high heels..