"Brandy was talking to Chuck next to me, and I couldn't help but overhear, "Maria just doesn't want to come with us. She wants to stay home and take c...are of the house and take care of Lena and Tina. I think she's afraid of the seas after watching that TV program about those Alaskan crab fishermen."Chuck asked, "Should I talk to her? Try to convince her to come along?" She might listen to you, but the person she would probably listen to would be Juanita." Brandy leaned over and said to me, "Can. “Later, A,” Ayanna called as she sprinted out of the room, showing why she was potentially a national-level contender in the hundred meter dash.Ugh, I better get to the SC office. At least things will be normal there. She stalled for a little while longer before she gathered her books and walked over to the door, carefully looking both ways before heading into the hallway.Her cautious trip to her locker and then the student council office was quick and uneventful, and the office was empty when. Then she looked at me."Damn, I guess it is too late to ask for some tongue?" Who says?"She giggled all the way when I carried her upstairs and dropped her on the bed. It was not easy but I got her begging for mercy. Probably only moments before I would have begged, myself. She came one last time while I was holding her on top of me, then she just collapsed on me."Please, no more. No more."She then giggled."You must think that I'm a terrible slut. I have never done anything like this before."She. You want to get fucked? Talk. Make her feel pretty, wanted, sexy ... Talk. Ask sexy questions. So I did. It might have been the middle of the night, but after our breakfast we were wide awake. We took our hot tea into the living room and sat down on the couch. When I raised my arm invitingly, Molly snuggled right up beside me.Though we had been trading orgasms every few hours, our relationship was far from what I'd call normal. We had never done much get to know you stuff. My phantom housemate.