.. so more old friendships being renewed?”“I’d prefer ‘acquaintanceship’ to friendship.”“Sure you would, Scott. I understand.”“Well,...an old and close friend of my Old Acquaintance — are you still with me?”“You betcha, keep going...”“She is going to be in Ames and I was hoping to do some business. I was hoping she might be a pipeline into my old acquaintance’s organization. You know the sort of thing. Some information out, rather more information in.”“How is the friend of your old acquaintance. Luckily they didn't break anything but they had run off with all the cloths I packed. Most likely this was the result of some stupid prank college students like to pull on freshman, so I was sure I would get all my stuff back eventually. On the bright side I had my uniform so I didn't have to worry about cloths. I quickly opened the dresser and I was shocked to see what I found. All that was in the dresser was girl cloths!!! Skirts, tube tops, booty shorts, dresses, if it was common for girls. But Carson stopped for a second, his finger hooked inside the belt loop. And before he realized what he was doing, he slowly pulled down.He watched, mesmerized, as Mr. Armisen’s juicy cheeks ballooned out of his shorts until they popped over his belt. Carson lowered to his knees, sliding Mr. Armisen’s pants until they fell around his ankles. His mouth flooded with saliva.Armisen stopped peeing to look over his shoulder. “What are you doing?”Carson didn't say a word. He just ran his tongue up. ” I said. “Well let’s find out!” She said and went to get something to measure with. She came back with some sewing tape. She measured my cock and told me, “9 and 1/2 inches! Wow Scott, I’ll bet the girls go crazy over this big cock!” “What girls?” I asked. “You mean to tell me that you are a virgin!?” She asked, her face lighting up. I nodded. “Honey, this must be my lucky day! Let me be the first to suck this big cock!” she said and put her mouth aroud my boner. Her mouth felt warm and wet.