She seemed to be smiling, if that is possible while asleep, yet so relaxed. Her wavy dark hair lay gently on her cheek and framed her face in gracefu...l softness.I studied her face, perhaps the first time I was able to do so in person without her noticing. I thought I knew every detail of her face from the pictures she had shared with me by e-mail, but in person I found her beauty beyond anything that showed in a picture. He skin had a glow to it, not a glow produced with artful make-up, but a. I put one of my men from Oak Hall to work seeing that they got provisioned. The animals that hadn't run off were first searched and anything I thought we could use in Oak Hall was teleported away. The rest I left to whoever wanted it. I even allowed a few to take a camel with them when they asked for one.One man and three teenage women chose not to leave. The man told me his name was Namur. He was a tall man in his early twenties who looked like a hunter. He was well muscled and in reasonable. Day by day we became close to each other we chat about cinemas ,gossips about neighbours. One day we chatted like always and next day is her birthday she usually sleep at 10pm I asked her to stay awake till 12 to wish her first and I said I will give company by chatting and I also ordered ice cream cake for her and kept in my fridge to my luck my roomies were went to their respective homes I was alone so I planned to cut her birthdy cake in my house next day ,while gossiping she said that our. I give up, tossing them in the trash atop all the spooge-infused tissues, and pull on my panties, which immediately become damp. I’ve found myself driving home with wet panties just about every day since they opened up the masturbation room. Jake and Mitch come in as Jill and I head for the door. They’re both barely a year out of college, and every young skank in the building is after them. They’re not gay, but they like to visit the masturbation room together for a bit of friendly competition..