“Strip,” I told her. Jenn stood up and removed her clothes and put them into the sack I was holding, then put on the mask to cover her eyes and part of her face. “Now, when I text you, you will walk, not run, to the stairs at the end of the hall, down the…
They weren’t exactly international supermodels. Mary, Patty, Barbara and Donna were Freshman roommates making the best of an overcrowded dorm. I met Donna at a mixer the first weekend of our Freshman year. Within an hour we were naked. Donna was eager and willing, but still very much a virgin. Some guys would have charged…
