That softened when I got to college. I was more willing to do the social dance and let the guys initiate. It was more fun. Sometimes I would seduce a ...guy, sometimes I'd let him seduce me. However, I'd never been completely passive.Until last night. For two minutes.And I'd thoroughly enjoyed it.Was this really me?I might have spent all day pondering things in my head if it weren't for Sandy's hockey practice. They had a Sunday evening time reserved at the rink and, as usual, she wanted me there. “Get undressed” she said. I did and stood naked except for my high heels. She had brought the bag inside with her and she opened it and pulled out this contraption that looked sort of like something used to milk cows. My nipples were already erect but she told me to hold this tubes over them while she pumped away making my nipples swell even more. Satisfied with the result she took the tubes off me and attached nipple clamps. Sharp pain initially but gradually dulled.She reached into her bag. "You have no meetings that I know of scheduled for next week. I really wasn't sure if you were coming back. But your password doesn't work for your e-mail."She looked upset."So if someone sent something there, I wouldn't know about it," she continued."Bebe, is something wrong?" I asked. "You did a great job while I was gone. Don't worry about that. I won't hold you accountable for anything sent via e-mail that didn't get addressed. You know me better than that. I sometimes get confidential. And a finger moved. Chuck was gaining back the use of his body for all thegood that it would do. Although when he tried an elbow Mona noticed andasked, "Can you talk yet?" Yethhhh!" Chuck said with a noticeable lisp."We're going to let you go after this. Your clothes are in the drier.Figure you've earned that top so you can take it home with you. We've gotthose pictures and your address from your wallet. We figure that you'd gettwo hundred hours of community service, and probation, even if you.