“That room’s haunted” she was told, “That’s why nobody wants to stay in there. Loads of girls have seen stuff.”Juliette laughed to herself.... There was no such thing as ghosts. It was an old building, there were bound to be bumps and groans in the night as it settled and moved, and some girls can be so melodramatic.Also, the house shared a common wall with one of the boys’ dorms, although they had completely separate entrances, and there was no way to move from one building to the other. She. He would always smile at me when he had the chance, and I would always smile back. Over the course of the previous summer I had developed an insatiable appetite for sex, masturbating almost every day, up to 6 times a day, wherever I had the opportunity to, be it at home, at a relative's house locked in a bathroom, or at a public event hidden well enough so that not even the authorities could see. I couldn't keep my hands out of my pants, so to speak. I had to make a choice of how far I was. I slid my hands up and back down slowly, and looked at him as I did. “Do you like this?” I asked, reading the answer in his eyes, even if he didn’t want me to. But I wanted to hear him say it. “Autumn, kitten…you don’t have to do this,” he told me for the thousandth time. “You’re not answering the question,” I stated; “do you like it? Am I doing it the way you want?”Paul tried to answer; he opened his mouth…waited…finally, “I love you”“I love you, too. So I’m guessing that means no.” I. Anyway, her words had the desired effect on me: I wanted to get home as soon as possible. Mmmm, well I hope you can wait a little bit. I promise when I get there Im going to lick up all that delicious pussy juice and make you cum, I said. I dont know if I can wait, she teased, youd better hurry! I promised to finish as quickly as possible and hung up the phone. I turned my attention back to my work but found my thoughts starting to wander. Knowing that my lady was hot and ready for me was.