It was uncircumcised and the end glistened in the light from the television. Lisa could still not see his face but was pleased to see him slowly strok...ing it. She turned her back to them and started to unhook her basque noisily as her back became bare. She gently unclipped her stocking clasps one by one but her stockings remained in place as the wide elastic lacy band kept them taut and in place. Lisa turned and threw the basque away. Daniel and his quest gazed lustily at Lisa’s beautiful curvy. “Here it is.” As she reached in with the other hand, Michelle felt her grip on the towel release, and to her embarrassment the cover of her modesty slipped to the floor.“Aaaaahhhhh,” she shrieked, her arm quickly moving to cover her pert little tits, her hand covering her mound like a protective fig leaf.“Oh, my my, I wasn’t expecting that,” said Gary, “were you Phil?”“Oh no,” said Phil, “but accidents do happen.”Michelle had frozen naked to the spot.“Do you need a hand darling?” asked. Do you eat lunch? I'm hungry. We could go to the Union and you can watch, or you can join me. I like to talk, and if that's what you're after, that's what you'll get. Were you kidding when you told Halleck you'd read 'The Mill on the Floss'?"We wandered toward the Student Union, talking as we went. I'd read the Eliot in High School, hadn't liked it. He is from Michigan, somewhere on the lake. He didn't like 'Floss' too much either. He had been on the school newspaper at high school. He's going. Instead, I do long 12 hour shifts in media which leave a lot to the imagination. Some things best left unspoken. Others more often that not are. There was a tall blonde at work with long hair, athletic probably no taller than 5'7 with a great figure. She was pretty but loudmouthed, part of me wondered what she was like away from the desk. When you're a leather fetishist, your eyes want everything. The disappointment of a beautiful girl wearing Uggs instead of prized boots in black leather.