Chapter 1

The door was slightly ajar, so I pushed it in and said, “Hey, Trish, do you have any...”

I stopped. Trisha was siting on her bed, back against a pillow against the headboard, nightgown pulled up to her waist, her legs spread, one hand slowly moving between her legs, and reading from a spiral notebook in another hand.

“Oops. I’m sorry. Bye.”

She suddenly noticed me, and ordered, “Stop! Please don’t go!”

She then said, “Well now you know my secret study technique. It’s my way of relaxing before a test. I can use your help.”

“Ah, sure.”

She got up. “Now, sit on the bed like I was sitting.”

She pulled off her nightgown and sat between my legs. “Now slowly stroke my outer lips. Don’t go near my clit. I want to relax, not to get excited.”

She picked up her class notes and started studying.

“Ah, that feels good. Why don’t you gently play a little with my breast with your other hand.”

Trish had a huge smile on her face. She ran up to me, threw her arms around me, and gave me an enthusiastic kiss. “I aced the test. Thank you. I could have never done it without your help.”

“Uh, you’re welcome.”

“You seem sort of uptight. What’s wrong?”

“Oh, I have a chem final this afternoon, and I’m nervous about it.”

She laughed, “Do you think a blow job would help you relax?”