.. Nicky was frustrated! Could she be right? Had what I had done to Abby affected all of them?" I thought to myself. I quickly scanned to find most of... them still crowded into my room, and spilling out into the hallway. Nicky was right. I could sense the mass of sexual frustration."Holy shit!" I thought, as I toweled myself dry. Nicky stood there looking at me, her arms crossed under her breasts, her chest heaving in frustration, waiting on me to do something.I crossed the distance between us. All of it! All of me!" Then if I own it, you can't complain about how I use it. If what you say is true, I can use it any way I want, can't I?" Yes, Sir, I'm sorry, Sir. You can keep your cock in me forever. I do want it - all of it. Please forgive me for being so selfish?"Again she stunned me - I had never heard her beg so mercilessly, or lower herself with such abject groveling to belong to a man, solely for his cock. This is what her sessions with Jordan must have resembled; I could imagine. It was just kind of a fun flashback."I nodded. I didn't really want to sidetrack the story any further. "So the tequila was kicking in and I started feeling kind of silly, but like good silly. I told him that we should go down and listen to you and Allison through the door. He agreed and so we sneaked down, just naked as we had been."I quickly tried to recall anything audible from my encounter with Allie earlier but all I could really remember was how much she'd squealed and screamed when we. You lift up your arm and realize you have those tiny little fuzzy hairs on your armpit. You reach for your razor and slowly shave them off in gentle strokes, because you like the thought of being soft for them. Even if it’s only a dream, you put your razor back and feel the smooth skin over your legs, wishing they where there to enjoy it with you. You stand under the water again, now rinsing the conditioner from your hair, allowing the silky to water run smooth down your entire body. Your skin.