I was a skinny little Freshman who didn’t play any sports, didn’t hang out with the cool crowd, and was generally considered an outcast. A prime ...target for jock bullies and all the other assholes who made themselves feel big by putting others down. I shuffled from class to class, before heading to lunch. I sat down out in the courtyard, away from everyone else, and began to eat my sandwich.“Hey dude.”I looked up.Shit. The guy was shaped like a refrigerator, and about the same size. He wore. This feeling of intensity and elation will fade. For now though, my pussy is hot and wet and pulsating. I want a dick in me again. I want to fuck and to get fucked. I plan to live up to and surpass my oral skills with something more……physical. 
The teacher called for us to turn in last night’s homework and I decided to test my new found ‘powers’. My shoes clicked rhythmically on the floor as I approached his desk, throwing some hip into my walk. I put the papers down on his desk and acted like. “I need two trucks or vans, to carry us and our luggage out the back. Can you make that happen?”He stared for a second and said, “I guess so. They might not be very fancy, and I’ll need them back.”I pulled out my wallet and slapped five one-hundred-dollar bills in his hand. “We don’t need fancy. We need quiet. Can you make that happen?”The hand went into his pocket. “I’ll get right on it.” He headed towards the door.I grabbed his arm. “Hold it!” I turned to Frank. “Order the limos brought to. She tried to work out what that really meant in Swiss time and struggled to arrive at something close to noon. A reasonable hour to wake up. Her mouth was dry and she was pleased as she realised that she wouldn't have to debate whether to stay in bed and die of thirst or get up and die of cold. The room was warm and she pushed back the covers to leave just a sheet in place.She was annoyed about the pyjamas. Very annoyed. They were surely what had made her so warm, and, moreover, the stupid.