The silkiness of her skin on mine felt so good, but part of me said ‘No Hazel’. I started to speak. ‘Edith, we can’t sleep together; it’s no...t right….”‘Why not’ she said indignantly ‘you sleep with other women don’t you? Don’t you like me?’ ‘Of course I do, but…’ I started to say, feeling her knee pushing between my resisting legs, her fingers now around my back tracing the outline of my spine. My resolve was weakening; her face was close to mine; eyes innocent and deep, but twinkling. She knew. I looked over at my roommate who was snoring lightly, dead asleep. After what seemed like only a few minutes, two and a half hours had elapsed. A single beep alerted me that I had a text message...'Come to my room.' was all it read. 4:13 am. I rolled over out of bed, grabbed my shower kit and made a b-line straight for the community bathroom at the end of the hall. The water hit my naked body and immediately soothed me. My neck was stiff. I heard someone enter the bathroom, then a flush a few. ..to pull her shirt open, unclasp her bra, and feast on her erect, hard, and utterly delicious nipples. No sooner had Dee heard me consent to her rules than she deftly and quickly unbuckled my belt, opened the fly of my trousers, reached in and pulled my fully erect throbbing tool out. She seemed to be drooling as she admired it and gently stroked it. I came close to spurting my load right then and there, but I somehow managed to prevent doing that. Dee then grasped my pussy-pricker firmly. Over the years, I had workedhard at being able to sound like a woman, with some success. But on mybest day, I didn't sound anything like the voice that had just come outof my throat. That shocked me into taking inventory.I pulled down the sun visor, opened up the mirror, and looked into theeyes of a very surprised girl. As if it had a mind of its own, my handreached up and rubbed her cheek. It felt greasy. I looked down at myhand and saw the tips of my tiny fingers were smeared with.