But I slid them on, and picked up the card that sat next to them. Do you promise to obey me, and trust me no matter what? Answer aloud. “Yes, ma�...��am…I will and I trust you completely.” I was rewarded with a slight buzz from my “friend” and assumed that meant to proceed. To my right I saw a beautiful matching black lace camisole, and I moved toward it. I slid it on…it felt wonderful against my skin, so much nicer than the clothes I had changed out of less than 30 minutes ago. I was cut to. .. Patrick... Patrick. When will you get it... sexual exclusivity is just not as important to me as it is to you. I know you love me; there is not a doubt in my mind on that. As long as you are there when I am home, it doesn't bother me that you... spend time with someone else when I am gone. Just don't leave me for her." I started to answer her and she kissed me to shut me up. "That was a joke, dear. Besides, Amy will always watch over my interests. I know you are afraid of her! Seriously,. I have long curly strawberry colored hair and blue eyes like my daddy. As far as sex is concerned we both love the idea of sex. But have yet to let a boy go all the way with us. Yet I have noticed as of late that Amy doesn't even like to hang with the boys like she used to. In fact she pretty much avoids them. So when I see her today I'll have to ask why. Amy's mom Katie loves the pool and skimpy little bikinis and talks a lot about guys and sex. We both think she is the absolute coolest mom. I spent hours thinking about cocks and jacking off to hard core porn magazines and lusting over the huge cocks inside. Between work, school, homework and a needy girlfriend, I didn't have much time to hang out with the guys in my dorm, but I did develop a friendship with Jeff, a quiet guy who lived down the hall. Jeff was kind of a loner and had one of the few private rooms in our dorm. We started spending occasional evenings in his room, drinking, listening to music and talking. A few weeks.