dorms, let alone into the rooms. But not Tabitha, Trixie grinned to herself and started to rub her nipples through her night shirt. No, that little slut wanted it all the time, she thought, regardless of the stern threat of immediate expulsion that they'd all received. Todd seemed good enough, good enough for a goon with a sausage and a letter jacket, but he wasn't what Trixie wanted. "But are you sure she won't wake up? You're sure?" Todd asked again. He was shushed with