She confessed that her attraction towards me was immediate and she was scared I didn't feel the same way. She asked that I come to her dorm room that ...evening to talk. We did little talk and we had the most intense sex. I lost my first load just after I got inside her. I was unbelievablly nervous and she was too. Melissa was shaking almost the whole time. She had only been with her boyfriend and she actually was scared that she might not be good in bed. We only left her dorm room to shower. I tried talking to him, but that didn't work so I hollered at him to shut up and told him he was making me crazy and he either didn't hear me or he ignored me. I was trying to think of something else when his briefcase hit my shoulder and I dropped to my knees so I'd be under his swings. I was staring right at his crotch and for some reason that gave me the idea."While he kept beating on the walls with his briefcase Nancy had undone his belt, pulled down his zipper and then had pulled down his. I'm more than just apretty face."Mary dove back into her pile of papers with great gusto, rejuvenated byher success. One death notice in particular caught her attention for itsnovelty. 'A Mrs. Elisa Wilson passed from the consumption on December11th and was survived by her husband Harland, their two childrenLorraine, 4, and Hiram, 7, and their nanny Yolanda.'Mary tapped the article with her finger to get Pat's attention and said,"Look here Patrick; have you ever seen a servant being listed as. I was lacedinto a black latex corset that pushed my breasts high on my chest butleft most of them bare. There were black over-the-knee leggings, alsolatex, and too-tall pumps. A silly little apron. A flouncy, lacy cap. I was the perfect kink stereotype - the latex French maid. Raoul swept in, his latest chippy in tow behind him. She was young,leggy and blonde. Not like me. I'm all curves and boobs and ass andwild dark hair. Typical Raoul. I stood on tip toe - not much of a taskin six.