The dorm in which the music students lived was for Wexford students only, and a mere thirty yards from the two music conservatory buildings.Sheridan C...llege and the Wexford Conservatory were nestled in the arts district of town, an area which also supported the city's art museum, the symphony orchestra hall, a few large parks and gardens, and a decent sampling of nice restaurants.The art museum sprawled over a large section of the arts district. It was a classical building at one end, complete. They both were so nervous and yet so incredibly excited you could cut the tension with a knife. With a giggle they both separated and took their seats, Brad noticing the tops of her stockings against the white of her thighs, WOW he thought. Dinner went quickly, with nice conversation and wine. Both were so keyed up neither remembered what they ate. As the bill came, Brad paid the check and quickly offered his arm to Lorie. Together they left the restaurant and hastily headed for Brad's hotel,. I could feel the cum rumbling in my balls as I took her arms and lifted her up, her lips making a popping noise as she released my cock head. I moved her back to the bed, laying her down on her back. I laid beside her and kissed her lips. I kissed her neck and worked down to her hard nipples, taking one, then the other in my mouth. I sucked as much of each of her titties into my mouth as I could. I then left a trail of saliva on her stomach as I work my way down to her lovely blonde patch.. " Oh my God. What the hell is wrong with me? Old enough to vote? Seriously? Did I just say that to the guy I've been masturbating to for the last 3 months? He burst out laughing and said yes, he supposed I couldn't be jailbait if I was a voter. He picked up his cigarettes and packed them as he sized me up. He pulled a Zippo lighter from his pocket and lit one, his eyes never leaving my body. He looked me in the eyes and told me I was a beautiful girl. I shyly thanked him. I felt like I was.