She’d often fantasized about him when we were having sex. She’d found some naked pictures of him and was obsessed with his cock.I didn’t mind ...that. Hell I used to fantasize about her friend. And to tell the truth, I’d had an affair with her also.But I loved my Jenny. She was my great love. My wife, my mistress and the mother of my daughter. Now she was gone but I still had these dreams about her performance for me in bed, or wherever she decided she needed sex. And she needed sex often. The two young men left the bar with the eight girls and walked across campusto a girls block and then into one of the girls rooms. The girls were gigglingand very blatant while Jon was laughing unconcerned. Bob however was feelingvery nervous as he knew of his need to orgasm and was sure being teased forthree hours would not be fun even if at the end he got laid. Inside the roomwere two beds on opposite sides of the room and the boys stood blinking asEloisa said, " Here's the deal you guys get. Two men walked in the room and she told us they were our choreographers and would be further introduced when they taught, “Alex would you like to explain your dance?” “I’m just introducing to hip-hop technique to all you beautiful ballerinas,” he said locking eyes with me. I blushed and looked down. “Well you have to audition for my piece,” I said shyly, “including modern majors. The only people excluded are those with an emphasis in the Miriame technique.” “Favoritism,” someone coughed out.. He appreciated my help.Every day Beau and I go to the gym for a workout. Afterwards we hit the showers and then get back to our studies before dinner. Our room is a twin share setup and the communal bathroom is next door which is very handy when one forgets to bring his clean clothes to change into. Today, Beau seems to be on edge. He showered quickly and returned to our room a few minutes ahead of me and, with out saying a word. When I entered he was at his desk in just his under shorts. I.