Daddy continued as he tried to gently untangle her hair. "We are meeting a special friend of Daddy's. She is a very nice woman and I want you to be as... respectful of her as you are to me. You must use your best manners on tonight. Do you understand?"She fidgeted a bit, "yea."He tugged at her hair to show he was not going to tolerate the least bit of insolence tonight. Not even playfully. "The other thing is, you can't call me daddy tonight while we are out to dinner."He listened for the dramatic. So they have the day off tomorrow and apparently that means a big, big party," said one of the guys. "Oh dang. Sounds like it'll be a good one then." I responded.... and then again in my dirty, slutty mind all I could think was, "hopefully there are some big, big cocks to slide into my twink ass." And I meant the plural. We all finished our pizza and chatted about tonight. One of the other freshman guys who looked a lot older had a fake and said he could pick up booze for the pre-game. We got a. " The apartment looked a little different and it took me a moment to figure out why. "Things have been moved around," I said. "It looks like there is less here than there was when I was here last week." Yeah, my roomie, Robin, picked up her stuff over the weekend while I was at work. When I got back it was like she had never been here. I moved a few things around so it doesn't look as empty as it did. Her bedroom though is completely bare other than a stripped bed and the empty dresser."As we. .. I think that's a bit... not what I'm looking for. I want something a bit more..." Alright. Did you want one to share?" Share? Share?! Who the fuck with? And before I could reply, a large purple ray-gun of an object was thrust under my nose, and an even bigger object in blue glitter that looked like a weird boomerang with enormous helmety-acorny shapes on either end."What... um, what's that?" This one is a strap-on dildo that doesn't need straps. I've tried this, and it's great. It really.