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- Once upon a time, in a well known Ivy League University, there was a student
- who earned her living by working in one of the offices. She was always the
- most prim and proper lady, and mantained a professional attitude. One day it
- came to pass, as it does with all college students, that she graduated. And to
- celebrate, she invited all her associates -most of them males- to her room for
- a celebratory party. This in itself came as a surprise since nobody believed
- her to be the party throwing type, and everyone knew she never attended them.
-
- We all arrived at her room at the appointed time, only to find a note that
- said she'd be back in a while, but to go in and start without her. Many of the
- members of our group decided not to stick around, or to return later. The rest
- of us entered her room. In the fireplace were a couple of logs, already well
- on the way of being consumed. There were no furnishings except for an array of
- matresses scattered on the floor, and a small table littered with bottles.
-
- About an hour later, Sylvia returned. She was carrying a large (almost empty)
- bottle of hard liqueur, and made it quite aparent that the missing portion had
- already been consumed. She came in with another student/friend of hers, who
- also brought a radio along. In a short while, music was blaring from there,
- and Sylvia began to dance to the tunes.
-
- Suddenly, during a really wild song, she reached down, and tore off her shorts
- and threw them aside. These were followed by her T-shirt, which got freed
- after a number of tries. By then a really slow dance began, and she took up
- one of the fellows to join her. He refused, and more uneasy than surprised at
- the diametric opposite character Sylvia displayed, decided to split -along
- with most of the others. I was sitting in the corner, sipping my drink, when
- she came over, took the glass from my hand and gulped its contents down. Then
- she pulled on my shirtsleeve, trying to get me to dance with her, but wound up
- tearing it instead. She began to giggle and bent over to apologize, loosing
- her balance and falling on top of me, pinning me against the wall.
-
- Her hand reached up to my collar, and in a nasty tone demanded why I had made
- her fall. I explained to her that she had fallen on her own account, but she
- would hear nothing of it. At this point the rest of the people had enough, and
- left us alone. She accused me of kicking everyone out, and therefiore I would
- have to suffer the consequences. She then proceeded to rip my shirt off, and
- picked herself off me enough so I could squeeze out from under her. She asked
- her schoolfriend to turn out the lights and turn off the music. Then, after
- getting rid of the remnants of my shirt, she undid my trousers. Her
- unsteadiness caused her to ask her friend to help her pull them off.
-
- After that was done, she managed to stand up and pick up a knife that was
- lying on the plate contained some lemon slices. She aimed the tip at her
- chest, and cut open her bra. There stood Sylvia, with a tattered bra, in front
- of me. She then asked her friend to leave us, which she did, albeit
- reluctantly. Sylvia knelt in front of me and told me that my punishment would
- be to suck on her tits, then shoved one of them into my mouth.
-
- As this was happening, she began to sob. I asked her what was wrong, and she
- told me that she hopes the others would still like her. I assured her that
- they would. She then confessed to me that she had always fantasized about
- having me make love to her after she forced herself on me. Already I was
- having mixed feelings, and she must have noticed because I began hesitating.
- She became angry, picked herself off me, and went to sulk in a corner. I
- gathered what was left of my clothes. But she stopped me, and asked me to keep
- her company. I agreed, provided she leave me alone, to which she consented. I
- stayed with her a long time. eventually she fell asleep, and so did I. She
- awoke with a terrible hangover, and screamed when she took a look at herself.
- She told me that she couldn't remember what happened, and wanted me to tell
- her. I told her everything. She thanked me, appologized for what she did, and
- insisted on paying me for the damaged clothes. I told her not to worry about
- it. As I made ready to leave, she drew me to her, and gave me a long,
- passionate kiss.
-
- I got a call from her this morning. She wants me to come over and spend some
- time with her. She needs someone to take care of her, and wants me to do it.
- She told me that she wants to make up for what she did, and do it the right
- way this time...
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