Apparently there was no one setting over there, but still, as my buddy had told me to do, I gave the wall a couple of raps with the back of my hand. I...mmediately, someone (on the other side) rapped back! So there was someone over their after all, I thought. Was I really going to do this---stick my tender cock and balls through that rather dirty-looking hole, and let some total stranger 'do things' to it?! My pulse was racing like mad as I sat there pondering this question; but then I stood up,. 'Yes' does not hurt my brain." "Uh, yes," said Paul, who was blushing so hard it looked like hehad a sunburn. A bad sunburn. "Why? No!" he corrected, even though it hurt his head. "You wantto do it because... because you want to be a girl?" Tom guessed. "I dunno," said Paul, and he was going to explain when Tom held uphis hand. "That's good. Now..." They walked down the stairs to the Trough, known to schoolofficials and parents as the dorm cafeteria. Tom was having a. And for the moment, I was prepared to bring her to the edge a few times, letting her orgasm build, before letting her have the release she now craved. Sarah liked to be teased and edged. It was among her favorite pleasures. This would not be the first time that Sarah had asked me not to tease her; that she needed to cum. Such comments, appeals, pleas, and even begging are expected, even desired, when the teasing and edging pushes her tolerance for intense pleasure and she moves closer to her. The group had toyed with various names-Frozen Eyes, PanicBitch, and Goodbye Lucille amongst those rejected, before settling on Sock Puppetz, the 'z' hopefully giving them a harder edge. Kent played rhythm and sang, Elkie was on bass and backing vocals, sometimes keyboards and sometimes lead on songs she'd written, Matt Shuffle played lead guitar, and Rob Squeeze played the drums and percussion. Each one of them had adopted a stage name and a stage persona, only, over the years, they'd become.