You stir, ever so slightly, enough to slide your hands down my sides. I kiss you again, slowly sliding down your body…kissing you lightly over and o...ver. Kissing you lower and lower, sliding my fingertips beneath your waistband. You stir once more, your fingers running through my hair. I kiss lower, my fingers slowly removing the clothing in my way. I lick my lips and pause a moment, glancing back at you, and still you sleep. I will never in my life forget how at peace you look right now…the. Thru Washington D.C. It was evening and I had a long night of hitching hiking ahead of me. A car stopped on the northern edge of D.C. offering me a ride.i got in and there were two guys about forty. They asks where I was headed, said N.C. They suggested that I could stay with them overnight and continue in the A.M. As I recall initially, didn’t think Anymore about it than two guys being nice to a young military guy.We got to their apartment which was quite nice with high end furniture and. Days got converted into Weeks and Weeks into Months and my urge to make Chhaya mine was increasing with each passing day. I had Stained many a Panties and Bed Sheets while thinking of Chhaya but I was scared to make the first move towards her for fear of her Rejection but one day finally the day came when I heard some noise from her room as I peeped in I found her masturbating violently with 3 fingers into her 'Honey Pot', I went on looking I soon came to know from her movement and moans that. Later that day Jack moved the homophobe to another room and moved an older freshman – 23, the oldest of us – into Brett’s room. The new roommate moved in and promptly stripped naked. “Take a look, I don’t mind. Take a feel and I will mind. What you do and with whom you do it is up to you. If you want to bring a date back here and fuck, then be my guest. I plan to, but my dates all have pussies.” Brett’s life improved dramatically after that. We eventually became friends, but never close. We.