It was so hot and sensual. I wanted it so badly. I watched as a beautiful tall girl in her mid twenties walked past wearing a short black skirt, white... blouse, and four inch black stilettos, with gorgeous long blonde hair down to her waist. She had the cutest of butts. She would be perfect for my threesome fantasy. "Hey, Hetti, stop drooling," commented Nathan with a teasing smile. I playfully hit him on the arm. "Who is she?" "Lucy," he told me, eyeing me. "Why are you interested?" "I am,. Like our own city, they allow full nudity on campus. So that is the easy choice for us. For a couple of years, we've all worked at Safari Sam's as cashiers. Whatever we make, we bank away for tuition and books, and maybe an apartment or something. The only thing that sucks is that we have to wear jeans or pants. I'd rather have my black landing strip exposed for all to see. But it's a health regulation.Anyway, I'm at work one night and it's been a little rough. The customers have been ruder. I imagined being slam fucked like in a hardcore flick. I longed for male odors, hairy chests, balding foreheads, greying hair. The man of my wet dreams was never to be seen on porn magazines. However, being seen together with someone old enough to be my father, even in a bar or a club, there was no way. I would'nt talk about it to my friends either, because I didn't want to sound creepy. Thus, being sexually dominated by a mature male remained just a closeted and pervasive obsession of mine.. "Sam, are you going to sleep in the bed with me tonight?" she asked. "I don't mind. It will be warmer for both of us." That was not a lie.Trammel somehow knew she was messing with him, but his organ that got him in trouble to begin with told him "yes, do it."Karen thought, the more she cooperated, and the longer she may live. Deep inside, she knew when he no longer wanted her; he would take her somewhere nobody would ever look for her, and kill her. The longer she could stay alive, the better.