I was miserable snorkeling alone. But I was sticking to my schedule. I was also surprised. Alexis actually kept our dinner plans – or said she w...ould. She was running late as usual. She finally showed and embarrassed me beyond belief. Right there in the restaurant, she quickly mooned me. I wondered if someone saw her; I was mortified. “Well, you have fun today?” I asked, rolling my eyes.“I sure did. Tonight will be even better. I’m going to the club here on the resort. Want to come. Cupping her free hand under the faucet, she doused it in hot water, then applied it like a thin lubricant to her aching cunt. Slinging her purse over her shoulder and tearing out a small box of Kleenex, she dabbed the wet area with several tissues, tossed them in the nearby trash can, pulled her panties back on, and strolled casually out the bathroom.Archer looked displeased, like he knew exactly what had transpired in the girl’s room, as if he had physically been there and had seen or taken. This was going to be just what Robert needed. He ordered several sexy outfits for the doll to wear. He was over the moon with pleasure and couldn’t wait for her to arrive. He watched the sex doll video several more times. It was eerily very lifelike and really didn’t look like a doll. Most people would know that she wasn’t real but for Robert, she would be his girl. He would eat with her, fuck her, love her. The only thing was, she wasn’t really a human. He hoped it wouldn’t fuck his. It all started in my first year at university. I was a young man, goingout into the world for the first time, anxious to prove myself and get adegree.I had a tiny basement suite near the campus, with a bed, a table, a smallkitchen, and maybe just enough room to take a deep breath in, if you werecareful.It was still early in the school year when the first change hit.One day, I went into my dresser for some underwear, and all I could findwas ...Panties.Women's panties.Now, if I lived in a frat.