She was also in my college but in another section. We become friends in a few days. She was very good looking with big boobs as per her age and height... She was from a rich family.She used to be alone in the home all the time. One day I was having a problem understanding one lesson. I was sad as there was a half-yearly exam about to start. It was an important lesson of that subject. I asked my professor to explain to me once more. He was not ok as he did not have any time due to his tight. "It's not who I am Tonya. It's who you are saying I am. I'm not asissy." Max, you have a very small penis and, well frankly it has no need to bein my pussy, or any other woman's pussy for that matter. And besides anerection just doesn't look right with you all dolled up, unless you arelooking in a mirror getting turned on and masturbating about how prettyyou look. Then it is the perfect size."Tonya's dresses were seperated on the clothes bar, and a chair waswaiting there for Max to sit in."I am. Despite her ‘sex is just sex’ attitude, my own feelings were different. Unless I was serious about exploring a relationship with her, sex was out of the question. And if I wasn’t interested in exploring a relationship, going out on dates with her would be misleading her and giving her a false hope.I wondered if my plan to not be too serious with anyone was backfiring in the sense that it gave me too many options and created stress where I didn’t really want it. But if I was going to get serious. If not for the name embossed in brass letters, I would have doubted I was at the right spot at all. It wasn't until I followed the bellboys inside that it became very clear that this was a clothing-optional resort, and everyone had evidently optioned against clothing. Aside from the bellboys, I was the only one wearing enough to walk through a neighborhood without the police getting a call. I walked to the front desk and checked in. While the employee tapped at their keyboard, I observed as.