The rental was far less than that of our residences combined; of course meals would be another thing. Pete and I went to the Salvation Army store to b...y some used furniture. Jane and Pete moved into that apartment after final exam while Stephanie and I would move in after we returned from our home trips. I borrowed some money from my dad and bought the ten-year-old car from Phil, who had graduated and was leaving town to take up his first permanent job.I took Stephanie home to meet my parents. Soon my cup was empty, and the waitress and I retired to the back room. Instead of admiring the vista of an unspoiled countryside, I admired the blonde waitress’ unspoiled tight round ass as she bent over, hitched up her skirt and pulled down her panties in front of me. Fucking a dancer is always fun because of their flexibility: being able to bend her legs behind her head meant I could watch her eyes widen in shock as I pushed my dick slowly into her asshole. Any new customers in the cafe had. It had problems. It would hardly ever start. We had to push start it pretty much every time. After that, it ran like a dream.We decided to strip down the carburetor. Mike's dad had a big garage and loads of tools, so I went over one day to start on the business. Mike wasn't home. I knocked at the back screen door as I always did and Mrs Jones came and opened it, as she always did, but she was dressed in her underwear. Black bra. Black panties. No clothes.She said "Sorry, Mikes not here but come. Now class this is important and I'm sure it will be on the next test, so if there are there any questions speak up now!!!" Well that's just wonderful, no questions," she said a little sarcastically, "with the marks some of you are earning you'd think you'd have a question or two!!!" The room was dead quiet, when from the back row Zoe raised her hand, and in a sweet voice asked, "I have a question Sister Nora!!!" Sister Nora eyed the eighteen year old with a little suspicion and replied slowly,.