"Yeah, but I got a Soviet accent on the other side of my door with aspecial delivery."That got her awake, she rolled out of bed grabbing a robe, her f...etsliding into her fuzzy pink slippers.At her door she cracked it open enough to look down the hall towardmine. "Shit, you better hurry up and let him in. that's Nicolai." What? Here? you have to be kidding." I said.Suddenly there was a tap at her door. "Miss Stephie? Is that your sweetvoice I hear?"She opened the door and he stepped inside. ’ he said putting his hand out in front of me. I moved my right arm from his bed and placed my hand in his hand. ‘Trust me Sam, you will like this.’ he said as he grasped my hand and moved it toward his chest. He gently pressed my hand against his left nipple, slid it slowly down to his six pac which he went over with our hands one by one before moving down to his waist. I thought to pull away at first but I began to feel aroused from what he was doing so I let him continue. He moved our hands. I thought back to my days in school, the bad times and the bad teachers. When I got punished and when the PE teacher made us go for cross-country runs in the rain and snow. I started to think about the other girls and in our dorm room; then I had to stop myself because I started to remember the times when we experimented with our bodies. No; thinking about that was not on. I changed to thinking more about the nasty PE teacher who made us do gymnastics and yoga; then hockey in the rain in. Describing her she was a married lady in mid of 30 35 slim, with hot figure of 34d 32 38, with sexy legs, she thanked me and later she appreciated me for my helping nature, though I was quite good in presenting myself I asked her for not being so thankful, this made myself more stand up in her eyes,I could feel that she was taking interest in me, her smile and the way she was moving her divine figure was making me feel crazy, she was wearing stretch jogging which makes her bums looks great, a.