Showtime

For the next few hours, I’m Tammi, here to flirt, play and tease. At first there’s hardly anyone in my room. A few people pass through, and I keep my clothes on. Then usernames flash up in the chat box. I smile and engage, and I start to think, this is fun.

Donna

I could feel my cock pushing hard against the front of my pants. “People talk about you,” I said, and she laughed and nodded.

Reflection

That dorm room had one redeeming feature. Laying on my bed in the evening, when the sun was just going down, the light would somehow reflect and carry to my window a full view into Lew Hatcher’s room, three floors above mine.