.y...you," she said.Cain struggled with the fastenings. He had both hands inside the blanket, and finally got her blouse and t-shirt off, then her las...t pair of jeans. Here he paused and looked at her with the obvious question in his eyes."A...all of it," she said through clenched teeth.Wrapping his arms around her, he reached for the clasp of her bra and opened it. He held the blanket and slid one arm out of the straps at a time.Finally, he slid her panties down, kneeling at her feet as she sat. ‘Take it baby, take all of my cock.’ The dirty words were really turning him on. He started slapping Christina’s ass. SLAP! SLAP! ‘That’s what you get . . . ‘ SLAP! SLAP! ‘For sneaking into . . . ‘ SLAP! SLAP! ‘. . . my apartment’ SLAP! SLAP! ‘Oh yeah, Anderson. I’ve been a bad girl. Spank my ass. Punish me.’ Christina whispered before her orgasm took over. ‘I’M CUMMING AGAIN!! OH GOD ANDERSON, FUCK ME!!!!!!!!!!! UNNNHHHH!!!!! SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’ Anderson was close himself, and as her. “Loyola?” I asked.She nodded, “Open it.”I opened the envelope and removed the single sheet of letterhead paper and unfolded it. The letter was an acknowledgment of receipt of her application to the PhD program in Clinical Psychology. It set forth the requirements necessary to be accepted, all of which needed to be completed by January 1st.“What about UW?” I asked.“The department head is quite unhappy with me, but I decided that I need to be with you, no matter what happens in the long run. Our. "That little detail made me happy. Quonset huts were perfectly serviceable as shelter. They weren't something I'd want to make a permanent town out of but they would be much better than large tents. We might even make some for the men after they had the ones for the women assembled.The women's mess was in business for supper shortly and my girls surprised me. They caught me in the bus an announced that we'd be eating together in the mess hall tonight. They even made me take another shower and.